Saturday Morning

C'mon everybody, you know what I mean

Won't spell it out for you, it's so plain

We're gonna play some numbers

This you'd better believe

Yes, we surely are and we're gonna achieve

Don't start talking about bangin' the walls

It isn't gonna happen these are well guarded halls

Don't start talking about how thing's gonna change

You know we don't believe you

We think you're deranged

Just give us your money and tell us we're swell

We'll play some tunes for you and then go to hell