Lyrics:

i'm good to go and

i'm going no where fast

it could be worse i could be taking you there with me (with me)

i'm good to go

even though its like I'm still on my own.

i'm good to go for something golden

though the motions i've been going through have failed

And I'm coasting on potential towards the wall

At a 100 miles an hour



When I say

Two more weeks

My foot is in the door (yeah)

I can't sleep

In the wake of Saturday (Saturday)

Saturday

When these open doors were open-ended

Saturday

When these open doors were open-ended



Pete and I attacked

And lost the story

Oh we promised them decisions

The mass of youthful innocence

And I read about the afterlife

But I never really lived more than an hour (more than an hour)



When I say

Two more weeks

My foot is in the door (yeah)

I can't sleep

In the wake of Saturday (Saturday)

Saturday

When these open doors were open-ended

Saturday

When these open doors were open-ended



And I read about the afterlife

But I never really lived

And I read about the afterlife

But I never really lived



Two more weeks

My foot is in the door

Me and Pete

In the wake of Saturday

Saturday

When these open doors were open-ended

Saturday

When these open doors were open-ended

Saturday

Saturday