Went down to the mountain, I was drinking some wine
Looked up in the Heaven, Lord, I saw a mighty sign
Written fire across the heaven, plain as black and white
Get prepared, theres gonna be a party tonight
Uh uh hey, Saturday night
Hey uh uh, one more Saturday night
Hey, Saturday night
Now everybodys dancin down the local armory
With a basement full of dynamite and live artillery
Temperature keeps risin, everybody gettin high
Come the rockin stroke of midnight, the place is gonna fly
Uh uh hey, Saturday night
Hey uh uh, one more Saturday night
Hey, Saturday night
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 your rockin shoes
Uh uh hey, Saturday night
Hey uh uh, one more Saturday night
Hey, Saturday night
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 risin Planet Sun
Uh uh hey, Saturday night
Hey uh uh, one more Saturday night
Ohh, Saturday night
Hey, another Saturday night
Hey, another Saturday night
Everybodys get high
Hey, another Saturday night
One more Saturday, one more Saturday night
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