| Song | Galleon |
| Artist | Nellie McKay |
| Album | Obligatory Villagers |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : McKay | |
| Saturday night in the men's ensemble dressin' room | |
| Startin' a fight in the men's ensemble lair | |
| Beware of dreams come true | |
| It means you have to share a room but tell 'em | |
| I'll be there(It's Saturday night) | |
| They said we're one big family but | |
| I'm just duckin' tangerines | |
| And lookin' for my gun(It's Saturday night) | |
| There's lots of hate and jealous fear and there's no favored nations here | |
| Now where's my elf ears gone?(It's Saturday night) | |
| Saturday night in the men's ensemble dressin' room | |
| Watchin' the fight in the men's ensemble lair | |
| You may escape the cage | |
| But then you have to share a stage and tell 'em | |
| I'll be there(It's Saturday night) | |
| And now back to our new high school(The wind blasts and the water flows) | |
| And they got me wrong, yeah, they got me wrong again(As the winter closes at dawn of newborn spring) | |
| And although you're all talentless fools(As each festering light explodes) | |
| Can't we get along, can't we get along, my friends?(There's a thorn that grows in the sun so sweltering) | |
| I got to be free, | |
| I got to for me(This manifest bore a blistering sore) | |
| And if you can't see, well, that's enough(Long splintering war-torn country massacre of blood and blue brains) | |
| That's all that | |
| I need to see you're all insecure, pedicured fucks(Oh, please let the rain break and wash them away)(It's Saturday night)(It's Saturday night) | |
| And now's the time to vindicate, tomorrow's just a matinée | |
| And then we settle scores(It's Saturday night) | |
| Just one more week and then | |
| I'm done, just one more piece of chewin' gum | |
| And I don't care no more(It's Saturday night) | |
| Saturday night in the men's ensemble dressin' room | |
| Startin' a fight in the men's ensemble lair | |
| You may escape the crypt but keep your distance from all scripts | |
| Because before you're even aware, you'll be there(It's Saturday night)(It's Saturday night) | |
| Saturday night in the men's ensemble dressin' room | |
| Startin' a fight in the men's ensemble lair(It's Saturday night) |
| zuo qu : McKay | |
| Saturday night in the men' s ensemble dressin' room | |
| Startin' a fight in the men' s ensemble lair | |
| Beware of dreams come true | |
| It means you have to share a room but tell ' em | |
| I' ll be there It' s Saturday night | |
| They said we' re one big family but | |
| I' m just duckin' tangerines | |
| And lookin' for my gun It' s Saturday night | |
| There' s lots of hate and jealous fear and there' s no favored nations here | |
| Now where' s my elf ears gone? It' s Saturday night | |
| Saturday night in the men' s ensemble dressin' room | |
| Watchin' the fight in the men' s ensemble lair | |
| You may escape the cage | |
| But then you have to share a stage and tell ' em | |
| I' ll be there It' s Saturday night | |
| And now back to our new high school The wind blasts and the water flows | |
| And they got me wrong, yeah, they got me wrong again As the winter closes at dawn of newborn spring | |
| And although you' re all talentless fools As each festering light explodes | |
| Can' t we get along, can' t we get along, my friends? There' s a thorn that grows in the sun so sweltering | |
| I got to be free, | |
| I got to for me This manifest bore a blistering sore | |
| And if you can' t see, well, that' s enough Long splintering wartorn country massacre of blood and blue brains | |
| That' s all that | |
| I need to see you' re all insecure, pedicured fucks Oh, please let the rain break and wash them away It' s Saturday night It' s Saturday night | |
| And now' s the time to vindicate, tomorrow' s just a matine e | |
| And then we settle scores It' s Saturday night | |
| Just one more week and then | |
| I' m done, just one more piece of chewin' gum | |
| And I don' t care no more It' s Saturday night | |
| Saturday night in the men' s ensemble dressin' room | |
| Startin' a fight in the men' s ensemble lair | |
| You may escape the crypt but keep your distance from all scripts | |
| Because before you' re even aware, you' ll be there It' s Saturday night It' s Saturday night | |
| Saturday night in the men' s ensemble dressin' room | |
| Startin' a fight in the men' s ensemble lair It' s Saturday night |
| zuò qǔ : McKay | |
| Saturday night in the men' s ensemble dressin' room | |
| Startin' a fight in the men' s ensemble lair | |
| Beware of dreams come true | |
| It means you have to share a room but tell ' em | |
| I' ll be there It' s Saturday night | |
| They said we' re one big family but | |
| I' m just duckin' tangerines | |
| And lookin' for my gun It' s Saturday night | |
| There' s lots of hate and jealous fear and there' s no favored nations here | |
| Now where' s my elf ears gone? It' s Saturday night | |
| Saturday night in the men' s ensemble dressin' room | |
| Watchin' the fight in the men' s ensemble lair | |
| You may escape the cage | |
| But then you have to share a stage and tell ' em | |
| I' ll be there It' s Saturday night | |
| And now back to our new high school The wind blasts and the water flows | |
| And they got me wrong, yeah, they got me wrong again As the winter closes at dawn of newborn spring | |
| And although you' re all talentless fools As each festering light explodes | |
| Can' t we get along, can' t we get along, my friends? There' s a thorn that grows in the sun so sweltering | |
| I got to be free, | |
| I got to for me This manifest bore a blistering sore | |
| And if you can' t see, well, that' s enough Long splintering wartorn country massacre of blood and blue brains | |
| That' s all that | |
| I need to see you' re all insecure, pedicured fucks Oh, please let the rain break and wash them away It' s Saturday night It' s Saturday night | |
| And now' s the time to vindicate, tomorrow' s just a matiné e | |
| And then we settle scores It' s Saturday night | |
| Just one more week and then | |
| I' m done, just one more piece of chewin' gum | |
| And I don' t care no more It' s Saturday night | |
| Saturday night in the men' s ensemble dressin' room | |
| Startin' a fight in the men' s ensemble lair | |
| You may escape the crypt but keep your distance from all scripts | |
| Because before you' re even aware, you' ll be there It' s Saturday night It' s Saturday night | |
| Saturday night in the men' s ensemble dressin' room | |
| Startin' a fight in the men' s ensemble lair It' s Saturday night |