Letra de Saturday (Live At The Cricket Pavillion /2007)
I'm good to go And I'm going nowhere fast It could be worse I could be taking you there with me I'm good to go Though it looks like I'm still on my ownI'm good to go for something golden Though the motions I've been going through have failed And I'm coasting on potential towards a wall At a hundred miles an hourWhen I say Two more weeks My foot is in the door, yeah I can't sleep in the wake of Saturday Saturday When these open doors were open-ended Saturday When these open doors were open-endedPete and I attacked the laws of Astoria With promise and prescision And a mess of youthful innocence And I read about the afterlife But I never really lived more than an hour (more than an hour)When I say Two more weeks My foot is in the door, yeah I can't sleep in the wake of Saturday Saturday When these open doors were open-ended Saturday When these open doors were open-endedAnd I read about the afterlife But I never really lived And I read about the afterlife But I never really livedTwo more weeks My foot is in the door Me and Pete In the wake of Saturday Saturday When these open doors were open-ended Saturday When these open doors were open-ended Saturday, Saturday