The song lyrics were written by the band Van Halen, as they were asked to write a song for the 1979 movie "Over the Edge" starring Matt Dillon. The movie (and the lyrics, although more obliquely) are about bored, rebellious youth with nothing better to do than get into trouble. If you see the movie, these lyrics will make more sense. It's a great movie if you grew up in the 70s/80s you'll definitely remember some of these characters from your own life. Fun fact, after writing the song, Van Halen decided not to let the movie use it.
Da dum
Da dum
Da dum
Da dum
S-s-suddenly there's a knock at your head
Don't let them in because they'll try to take your TV set
Ha-ha-ha-happiness is a ball in your hand
You've got to try and throw this party just as far as you can
Cre-cre-cre-creosote is pouring out of my brain
I swear I heard the floor boards they were creaking your name
G-g-get a room, get a head, get a hat
We're going to hell anyway lets travel first class
Cut through the city on a Saturday night
Watching the boys on their motorbikes
I wanna be like those guys
I wanna wear my clothes tight
With matching jackets and a fistful of notes
New sneakers, and a fresh pack of smokes
P-p-pneumothorax is a word that is long
They're just trying to put some punk back into punctured lung
P-p-p-panic over, party off, party on
'Cause we are birds of a feather and you can be the fat one
Come to the city on a Saturday night
Over your heads like a satellite
I wanna see what they see
I wanna love you like crazy
Those cameras are pointing right in your face
Can see into your room from outer space
Oh wow, oh wow, oh wow, oh wow, oh wow, oh wow, oh wow, oh
Oh wow, oh wow, oh wow, oh wow, oh wow, oh wow, oh wow, oh
Oh wow, oh wow, oh wow, oh wow, oh wow, oh wow, oh wow, oh
Oh wow, oh wow, oh wow, oh wow, oh wow, oh wow, oh wow, oh
Cut through the city on a Saturday night
It's not the size of the man in the fight
I wanna know what that does
I wanna show what matters
Cause it's the size of the fight in the man
That makes the difference and decides who is champ
Cut through the city on a Saturday night
'Cause you and me are we're on the edge of the knife
Cut through the city on a Saturday night
I asked your mother and she said it's alright
We'll get married when we're thirty
I want to do it on your birthday
'Cause I don't wanna waste a moment with you
I just wanna dance the whole night through
Cut through the city on a Saturday night
'Cause you and me, we're on the edge of a knife
Da dum
Da dum
Da dum
S-s-suddenly there's a knock at your head
Don't let them in because they'll try to take your TV set
Ha-ha-ha-happiness is a ball in your hand
You've got to try and throw this party just as far as you can
Cre-cre-cre-creosote is pouring out of my brain
I swear I heard the floor boards they were creaking your name
G-g-get a room, get a head, get a hat
We're going to hell anyway lets travel first class
Cut through the city on a Saturday night
Watching the boys on their motorbikes
I wanna be like those guys
I wanna wear my clothes tight
With matching jackets and a fistful of notes
New sneakers, and a fresh pack of smokes
P-p-pneumothorax is a word that is long
They're just trying to put some punk back into punctured lung
P-p-p-panic over, party off, party on
'Cause we are birds of a feather and you can be the fat one
Come to the city on a Saturday night
Over your heads like a satellite
I wanna see what they see
I wanna love you like crazy
Those cameras are pointing right in your face
Can see into your room from outer space
Oh wow, oh wow, oh wow, oh wow, oh wow, oh wow, oh wow, oh
Oh wow, oh wow, oh wow, oh wow, oh wow, oh wow, oh wow, oh
Oh wow, oh wow, oh wow, oh wow, oh wow, oh wow, oh wow, oh
Oh wow, oh wow, oh wow, oh wow, oh wow, oh wow, oh wow, oh
Cut through the city on a Saturday night
It's not the size of the man in the fight
I wanna know what that does
I wanna show what matters
Cause it's the size of the fight in the man
That makes the difference and decides who is champ
Cut through the city on a Saturday night
'Cause you and me are we're on the edge of the knife
Cut through the city on a Saturday night
I asked your mother and she said it's alright
We'll get married when we're thirty
I want to do it on your birthday
'Cause I don't wanna waste a moment with you
I just wanna dance the whole night through
Cut through the city on a Saturday night
'Cause you and me, we're on the edge of a knife
Lyrics submitted by Contristo, edited by legislacerator, darkeyelewj, gravethief13
Saturday Night Lyrics as written by Charles Richard Wilson Andrew Robert White
Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Universal Music Publishing Group, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
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dunno if i heard a different version of the song or wat!? i heard the one on the album and theres loadsa differences to those lyrics heres a few: in the first verse its "dont let them in because they're trying to take your tv set"
then "creosote is pouring out of my brain i swear i heard the floorboards they were creaking your name" "we're going to hell anyway lets travel first cass"
and the second verse: "pneumothorax is a word that is long they're just trying to put the punk back into punctured lung"
lol theres more changes but dont wanna make the longest comment in history. anyway wat i originally came here to say is wat a great song this it one of my favourite on their great album although modern way and everyday i love u less and less are up there too :D