Lyrics:

Suddenly there's a knock at your head

Don't let the music come and try and take your TV set

Ha-ha-ha-happiness is a bowl in your hand

You've got to try and blow this party trip as far as you cann

Cre-cre-cre-creosote is pouring out of my brain

And ... crick in your neck

Get a room, get a head, get a hat

We'll come and do the ... where the trouble is at



Come to the city on a Saturday night

Watching the boys on their motorbikes

I wanna be like those guys

I wanna wear my clothes tight

Matching jackets and a fistful of notes

New sneakers and a fresh pack of smokes



Ne-ne-ne-nuerofenmax is a word and a mum

They're just trying to put the punk back into punch-a-monk

Pe-pe-pe-panic over party off party on

We are birds of a feather and you can be the fat one



Come to the city on a Saturday night

Open your heads like a satellite

I wanna see what they see

I wanna love you like crazy

Count your ... out of your face

Can see into your room from outer space



Come to the city on a Saturday night

It's not the size of the nine until five

I wanna know what that does

I wanna show what matters

Cause it's the size of the fire and man

That makes the difference to the size of the sham

Cut through the city on a Saturday night

Cause you and me are we're on the edge of the night



Come to the city on a Saturday night

I asked your mother and she said it's alright

We're getting married when we're thirty

Gonna do it on your birthday

Cause I don't wanna waste a moment with you

I just wanna live the whole night through

Cut through the city on a Saturday night

Cause you and me are we're on the edge of the night