Herman Brood - Saturday Night

The neon light, of the "Open all night",
Was just in time replaced by
The magic appearance of a new day-while
A melancholic Reno was crawling on his back
Just in front of the supermarket door-way, child

Hey girl, on a cold summernight
As we stood on the corner,
As a man passed by and asked us
What we were doing, what we need
As he pointed his big fat finger
To the people hangin’ round at the corner
Of the - other side of street
Oh well

Doin' nothing, just hanging around
What do you mean doin' nothing, Sir
So we had to hit him to the ground
Doin' nothing just hanging around
His head all busted
Lookin' just a little too wise child I just can't wait
I just can't wait for saturday night
For saturday night
For saturday night
Saturday night

Saturday night
Saturday night
Saturday night

I just can't wait
I just can't wait