Saturday, when the hair comes down

Saturday, when the hair comes down 
All the girls in town gonna dress the place 
In blue-eyed green-eyed brown-eyed light 
All the boys with desire of night 
Gonna lose their feet gonna lose their mind 
In drinking fighting sweat and lust 
We play the game of weaving ducking dodging hiding 
Through the hormonal battle on the streets 
Then we reach our destination 
It is consolation for star-people constellation 

Sadness in rags won't feel the pain 
Of sadness in silks and golden chains 
Take off your shirt 
And give it to the one with fur coats and shiny shoes 
Sadness in rags won't feel the pain 
Of sadness in silks and golden chains 
Take off your shirt 
And give it to the one with fur coats and shiny shoes 

On Sunday when the streets are bare 
Reminders of the party there 
Red devil horns dropped in the road 
Tiaras made of plastic gold 
bloody puddle stains the floor 
Outside the boarded nightclub door 
And all the one night love is jaded 

When all the memories have faded 

Sadness in rags won't feel the pain 
Of sadness in silks and golden chains 
Take off your shirt 
And give it to the one with fur coats and shiny shoes 

Saturday, when the hair comes down 
All the girls in town gonna dress the place 
In blue-eyed green-eyed brown-eyed light 
All the boys with desire of night 
Gonna lose their feet gonna lose their mind 
In drinking fighting sweat and lust 
We play the game of weaving ducking dodging hiding 
Through the hormonal battle on the streets 
Then we reach our destination 
It is consolation for star-people constellation 

(3 times) 
Sadness in rags won't feel the pain 
Of sadness in silks and golden chains 
Take off your shirt 
And give it to the one with fur coats and shiny shoes