I went down to the mountain, I was drinking some wine
Looked up in the heavens Lord I saw a mighty sign
Writting fire across the heaven, plain as black and whit
Get prepared, theres going to be a party tonight
Uhuh, Hey! Saturday Night!
Yeh, uhuh one more Saturday night
Hey Saturday night!
Everybodys dancing down the local armory
With a basement full of dynamite and live artillery
The temperature keeps rising, everybody getting high
Come the rocking stroke of midnite, the whole place going to fly
Turn on channel six, the President comes on the news
Says, I get no satisfaction, thats why I sing the blues
His wife say Dont get crazy, Lord, you know just what to do
Crank up that old Victrola, put on them rocking shoes
Then God way up in heaven, for whatever it was worth
Thought Hed have a big old party, thought Hed call it planet Earth
Dont worry about tomorrow, Lord, youll know it when it comes
When the rock and roll music meets the rising sun