Bài hát Saturday Sunday Báo Lỗi

Is it Saturday, Sunday, Saturday, Sunday?

Poppin' shots down the same lips that I pray

Saturday, Sunday, Saturday, Sunday

Maybe I'll get it right one day


Got my makeup on my face, who am I today

Is today a new day

Am I in a maze

With my knees to the ground, head facing down to pray

While I'm a thousand miles away

No time or space


Oh preacher, you're way too loud

My head's spinning 'round

Watch my gown

It's drenched in black, don't let me drown

Oh preacher, it's way too soon

Is it Saturday night or Sunday afternoon?

Who do I tell my stories too?

It's a DJ in the confession room


Is it Saturday, Sunday, Saturday, Sunday?

Poppin' shots down the same lips that I pray

Saturday, Sunday, Saturday, Sunday

Maybe I'll get it right one day


Bodies all around, hypnotised by the sound that surrounds

Don't count me out, as the saviours been found

Spirits in my system, trying to resist 'em, no

They will not go, pour the wine slow


Oh preacher, you're way too loud

My head's spinning 'round

Watch my gown

It's drenched in black, don't let me drown

Oh preacher, it's way too soon

Is it Saturday night or Sunday afternoon?

Who do I tell my stories too?

It's a DJ in the confession room


Say nothing I've been accused of my own use

I'm going, going, so it can cure my abuse

Say nothing I'll hold us in for my own use

I'm going, going, so it can cure my abuse, abuse


Is it Saturday, Sunday, Saturday, Sunday?

Poppin' shots down the same lips that I pray

Saturday, Sunday, Saturday, Sunday

Maybe I'll get it right one day


Take my sorrow, sorrow away from me

Oh it's dark baby

Turn up the lights, turn up the lights

Oh it's dark baby

DJ turn up the lights, turn up the lights

I'm falling, falling, falling in my abuse

I'm falling, falling, falling, again, angel, angel

My feet hurt

I won't make it to the water

Oh preacher