It’s Saturday

Mom Im dyin
Im dizzy and fryin
My throat hurts
I think I should stay in bed

Cause I got some kind of disease
And there are no remedies
Think I should stay in bed today
Maybe tomorrow go out and play
Its saturday

With ginseng
And fresh squeezed juice
Of wheat-grass
Oh, and some hot chicken soup
That just might keep me alive
A couple days

But Ive got some kind of disease
And there are no remedies
Think Ill join timothy leary
In a cryogenic freeze
Next saturday

Yeah Ive got some kind of disease
And there are no remedies
Shoulda listened when you said beware
Of horny girls with new jersey hair
Last saturday

Written by: john wozniak
Published by: wb music corp. & wozniak publishing (ascap)