Saturday evening
Saturday evening at a quarter to five
I would see him arrive at the door
Pushed you aside as he staggered inside

Spilling alcohol over the floor
A storm is abrewin' and it's sure to fall soon
As I look at you from the shore
So

You better hold on
'Cause it's Saturday night
And your friends are all out
And you feel like shit

'Cause they never call you
No they never call you
No they never call
Never call

Never bloody ever
Call me a name and I'll hit you again
You're a slut, you're a bitch, you're a whore
Talked to your daddy in that tone of voice

There's a belt hanging over the door
So you run to your room
And you hide in your room
Thinking how you could settle the score

But
Saturday night at a quarter to six
And your friends are all out
And you're live in the sticks

Still they never call you
No they never call you
No they never call
Never call

Never bloody ever call
Blue flashing light last Saturday night
Brought the neighbours all out on the street
They watched as the firemen carried you out

And they stared at each other's feet
Now everyone sees and yet nobody says
How we're all just afraid of the heat
But

It's Saturday night
And I'm lying alone in the bed that I made
Disconnected the phone
Still they never call you

No they never call you
No they never call
Never call
Never bloody ever call

Never bloody ever
Never
Never do
Never do

Writer : HEALY
Copyright : Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC