(Do You Remember) The Saturday Gigs?

Sixty-nine was cheapo wine,

Have a good time,

What your sign

Float up to the Roundhouse

On a Sunday afternoon.

In Seventy we all agreed

A King's Road flat was the place to be

'Cause Chelsea girls are the best in the world for company.

In Seventy-one all the people come

Bust a few seats but it's just in fun

Take the Mick out of Top of the Pops

We play better than they do

In Seventy-two we was born to lose

We slipped down snakes into yesterday's news

I was ready to quit

But then we went to Croydon

Do you remember the Saturday gigs

We do, we do

Do you remember the Saturday gigs

We do, we do

The tickets for the fantasy were twelve and six a time

A fairy tale on sale

Oh, Seventy-three was a jambouree

We were the dudes and the dudes were we.

(oh oh oh oh oh)

Did you see the suits and the platform boots

In Seventy-four on the Broadway tour

We didn't much like dressing up no more

Don't wanna be hip - but thanks for a great trip.

Do you remember the Saturday gigs

We do, we do

Do you remember the Saturday gigs

We do, we do

But now the kids pay a couple of quid

'Cause they need it just the same

It's all a game

A grown-up game

But you got off on those Saturday gigs

And we did, we did

'Cause you got off on those Saturday gigs

And we did, we did

And we got off on those Saturday gigs

And you did, you did

And we got off on those Saturday gigs

'Cause you did, you did

Don't you ever forget us

We'll never forget you

We're going to sleep now

You better be good, right (ha ha ha)

See you next time

So long for now