Sam Fender - Saturday Lyrics

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Saturday

Saturday Lyrics by Sam Fender
Saturday Lyrics

What Are The Lyrics For Saturday By Sam Fender?

Overtired, overworked, underpaid, under pressure
Always tying up loose ends
The unchained melody out of tune, remedy for the weekend
To cure the weekday blues
Raise my heart rate, inflate my pupils, give me something
Just to smoothen off the edge
Call me dumb, call me scum, call me plain and simple
As I'm holding on for this

And if Saturday don't come soon
I'm gonna lose my mind
And if Saturday don't come soon
I'm gonna lose my mind

Inhabitable hole, skint, living like an animal
While they try to take my dole
Black mold on the wall, must've made a thousand calls to get it sorted
But my landlord hates my soul

No power, working zero hour
Making some cunt rich
Who will never understand what it's like down here
I raise my beer

If Saturday don't come soon
I'm gonna lose my mind
And if Saturday don't come soon
I'm gonna lose my mind
Oh, and if Saturday don't come soon
I'm gonna lose

No, and if Saturday don't come soon
Oh, oh, oh, oh
And if Saturday don't come soon
No, no, oh

Who Wrote Saturday By Sam Fender?

Sam Fender

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