Lyric Saturday Night s Alright For Fighting

(Original: Elton John)

It s getting late haven t seen my mates,
Ma tell me when the boys get here.
It s seven o clock and I wanna mosh,
Wanna get my belly full of beer.
My old man s drunker than a bar full of whinos,
And my old lady she don t care.
My sister looks cute in her braces and boots,
A handful of grease in her hair.

chorus:
Don t give us none of your aggravation,
We ve had it with your discipline.
Saturday night s alright for fightin ,
Get a little action in.
Get about as oiled as a diesel train,
Gonna set this town alight.
Saturday night s the night I like,
Saturday night s alright, alright, alright.

Well they re packed pretty tight in here tonight,
I m looking for a bitch who will see me right.
I may use a little muscle to get what I need,
I may sink a little Jack and shout out: she s with me .
A couple of sounds that I really like,
Are the sounds of a switchblade and a motorbike.
I m a juvenile product of the working class,
Whose best friend floats in the bottom of a glass.

(repeat chorus)

Saturday s the night, yeah.

(repeat chorus)

Saturday, Saturday, Saturday, Saturday,
Saturday, Saturday, Saturday, Saturday,
Saturday night s alright.

(repeat and fade)