Saturday Night — текст песни (Lucky Boys Confusion)

As usual I`m late, what`s the difference I see the same faces
My attitude is plain, just the same as the vibe in this place is
I`m shaking hands and smiling, lying, about where I`ve been lately
The tensions multiplying and I`m dying to leave
It`s Saturday night and the party`s crawling
Did you hear the ringing it`s the bottle calling
Week after week this is where I`m ending up
It`s Saturday night I`m already stumbling
Some guys are outside being loud and rumbling
Third weekend in a row that we`ve broken up
I`m quickly loosing interest
I really hope I find it
This room is like a bottle it`s never full enough
These rumors start to fly, spreading lies which alcohol induces
I`m sick and tired of waiting, your out of beer and I`m out of excuses
Are you checking what you`re starting, I beg your pardon
What to do you got up your sleeve
The queen of melodrama and I`m dying to leave
I got dem disease of overanylization
It`s making hard to hold a conversation
People step, expecting proclamations
But I`m saying it, but I`m saying it with an exclamation
This ain`t my scene and it`s Saturday night
I`m going to the reggae bar they got it going on
Don`t believe rumors you`ve heard
Till you see me dropping the word, right
It`s Saturday night and the bottles calling