[Verse 1] It's a world scuffed up If you're in society Has a well known Mathematical brutality It's backbone on a Thursday Thoughts of the air and tree Says lonely morning to the postman But there's nothing left to see [Verse 2] When the weekend comes around Someone else's stop that All Saturdays are a detached heaven Saturday is a secret shoe All the neighbors watch their curtains Darling, what you've got to lose [Chorus] Saturday is a crying In a boy in velvet jackets Singing all their souls and I felt the crack and pack it My around strangers Kisses girls from kids Loser's gold, his glasses And a fortnight's worth of bread And Sunday comes in gray and slow And he's back to clading and nobody will know [Chorus] Oh, Saturday's a detached heaven Saturday is a secret shoe All the neighbors know their trenches Their curtains Darling, what you've got to lose [Verse 3] On May 8th fifty-two Catalogs the ban off Miss Abbott already wants close her eyes up Nobody's expects it think nobody ever does [Chorus] Oh, Saturday's a detached heaven Saturday is a secret shoe And all the neighbors watch them Watch their curtains Darling, what you've got to lose
