Saturday Night Special — текст песни (Armored Saint)

Yeah two feets they come a creepin

Like a black cat do

And two bodies are laying naked

Creeper thinks he got nothin to lose

So, he creeps up into this house yeah

And unlocks the door

And as a mans reaching for his trousers,

Shoots him full of thirty-eight holes



Its the saturday night special

Got a barrel thats so blue and cold

Aint good for nothin

But put a man six feet in the hole



Big jims been drinkin whiskey

And playin poker on a losin night

And pretty soon ol jim starts a-thinkin

Somebody been cheatin and lyin

So big jim commence to fightin

I wouldnt tell you no lie

Big jim done pull his pistol

And shot his friend right between the eyes



Its the saturday night special

Got a barrel thats so blue and cold

Aint good for nothin

But put a man six feet in the hole



Im gonna tell you what you

Can do with it too

Hand guns are made for killin

They aint no good for nothin else

And if you like to drink your whiskey

You might even shoot yourself

So why dont we dump them people

To the bottom of the sea

Before some ol fool come around here

Wanna shoot either you or me



Its the saturday night special

Got a barrel thats so blue and cold

Aint good for nothin

But put a man six feet in the hole



Its the saturday night special

Got a barrel thats so blue and cold

Aint good for nothin

But put a man six feet in the hole



Saturday night special

Its the saturday night special

Its the saturday night special