Herman Brood
Saturday Night
The neon light
Of the open all-night
Was just in time replaced by
The magic appereance of a new day while
Melancholic Rino was crawling on his back just in
front of the supermarket doorway child
On a cold summernight
As we stood on the corner
When a man passed by
Asked us doing what we need
As he pointed his big fat finger
To the people hangin' round on the corner
Of the other side of the street
Doin' nothin'
Just hangin' round
What do you mean doin' nothing son
So we had to hit him to the ground
Doin' nothin'
Just hangin' round
His head all busted looking just a little to wise
I just can't wait
I just can't wait For saturday night
From Letras Mania