Saturday Night Palsy - Great Truckin' Songs of the Renaissance (1988)

Well I don't want to live and I don't want to die
I want shove a red hot poker through the eye
Well I want it to shine and I want it to rain
I want to get hit by a freight train

Be bop a lula ba lom bam balsy, huh
I think I've got Saturday night palsy,
That's what I said
A wom bom a ly bom ba lom bam balsy, yeah yeah
I think I've got Saturday night palsy,
Gotta tell me about it

Well someone better shoot me before it's too late
I want to be impaled by a fifty-foot stake
My VU meter's in the overload
Well I think my aorta is going to explode

Be bop a lula ba lom bam balsy, yeah
I think I've got Saturday night palsy,
Doctor
A wom bom a ly bom ba lom bam balsy, yeah yeah
I think I've got Saturday night palsy,
Do something, do something

Saturday night, Saturday night, Saturday night palsy
Saturday night, Saturday night, Saturday night palsy,
Have mercy on my soul

There's been a subtle shift in foreign policy, yeah
When all I've got is Saturday night palsy,
yeah, woo, get down,
Ladies and gentleman, you gotta hear my story

I got a brand new car and a new set of clothes
I want to pull my brains out through my nose
Show me to the women and show me to the bar
I want to jump into a vat of hot tar

Be bop a lula ba lom bam balsy, yeah
I think I've got Saturday night palsy, huh
A wom bom a ly bom ba lom bam balsy, yeah yeah
I think I've got Saturday night palsy, help me doctor

Saturday night, Saturday night, Saturday night palsy
Saturday night, Saturday night, Saturday night palsy,
Don't just sit there
Saturday night, Saturday night, Saturday night palsy,
Yeah yeah yah
Saturday night, (woo!) Saturday night,
Saturday night palsy, help me doctor.

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