SATURDAY MORNING

Come on quick we still have timeTo lose ourselves in our state of mindLet's leave this place before we stand here all aloneAnd the music's out and we've got no place else to goSome say that people revolveLet's not get stuck on a carrousel-ride while desperately trying to get offLet's leave this place before we stand here all aloneAnd the music's out and we've got no place we can gocause nothing really happens hereThe people are just like anywhere elseThey seem to know it all, they see so far awayI just can't seem to concentrateCome on quick we still have timeTo lose ourselves in our state of mindLet's get out of this place before we stand here all aloneAnd the music's out and we've got no place else to gocause nothing really happens hereThe people are just like anywhere elseThey seem to know it all, they seem so far awayI just can't concentrate