Saturday's boys live life with insults,

Drink lots of beer and wait for half time results,

Afternoon tea in the light-a-bite - chat up the girls - they

Dig it!

Saturday's girls work in tesco's and woolworths,

Wear cheap perfume 'cause its all they can afford,

Go to discos they drink babycham talk to jan - in bingo

Accents.

Saturdays kids play one arm bandits,

They never win but that's not the point is it,

Dip in silver paper when their pints go flat,

How about that - far out!



Their mums and dads smoke capstan non filters,

Wallpaper lives 'cause they all die of cancer,

What goes on - what goes wrong.



Save up their money for a holiday,

To selsey bill or bracklesham bay,

Think about the future - when they'll settle down,

Marry the girl next door - with one on the way.



These are the real creatures that time has forgot,



Not given a thought - its the system -

Hate the system - what's the system?



Saturdays kids live in council houses,

Wear v-necked shirts and baggy trousers,

Drive cortinas fur trimmed dash boards,

Stains on the seats - in the back of course!




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