Saturdays boys live life with insults,
Drink lots of beer and wait for half time results,
Afternoon tea in the light-a-bite, chat up the girls, they
Dig it!
Saturdays girls work in tescos and woolworths,
Wear cheap perfume cause its all they can afford,
Go to discos they drink baby cham talk to jan, in bingo
Accents.
Saturdays kids play one arm bandits,
They never win but that's not the point is it,
Dip in silver paper when their pints go flat,
How about that, far out!

Their mums and dads smoke capstan non filters,
Wallpaper lives cause they all die of cancer,
What goes on, what goes wrong.

Save up their money for a holiday,
To selsey bill or bracklesham bay,
Think about the future, when they'll settle down,
Marry the girl next door, with one on the way.

These are the real creatures that time has forgot,
Not given a thought, its the system,
Hate the system, what's the system?

Saturdays kids live in council houses,
Wear v-necked shirts and baggy trousers,
Drive cortinas fur trimmed dash boards,
Stains on the seats - in the back of course!


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Saturdays Kids Lyrics as written by Paul John Weller

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    General CommentI don't think it is an indictment - after all it's where he came from and that's what made him who he is today.
    jackd36on February 16, 2005   Link
  • +1
    General CommentIt's just an observation of working class or should I say Unemployed class of Britain at that time.

    Paul grew up in Stanley Road, Woking Surrey, an affluent southern town in the Stock Broker belt of Surrey. His house on Stanley Road has long been demolished. Although it was not a in a large council estate it was in the center of the city and Paul had to travel through the huge council estate of Sheerwater every day to his school Sheerwater Comprehensive. Because many of the affluent kids in Woking attended Private Schools Pauls Childhood was spent amongst 'Saturdays Kids'.
    Mojo Workingon September 04, 2006   Link
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    General CommentIs this song a tribute to the working class of England, or an indictment of it? Or both at the same time? More anger from Paul Weller. Genius.
    Shiro_Kon November 17, 2004   Link
  • 0
    General CommentGoing out on a Saturday.
    I actually think this is their, (The jam), best song.
    For me it evokes a thought that the 'kids' described are under 18, somehow.
    Despite the fact they are going for a pint.
    Driving around in cars they would suppose to be late teens as well, but the rest of the lyrics give me a picture of 14 to 17 year olds.
    'Capstan non filters', those were the days eh? I had an uncle who smoked them, distinctive packets.


    Icon6386on January 04, 2020   Link
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    General CommentShows how great the Jam were that a
    brilliant song like this was only an album track.
    Just evokes normal life as it was in Surrey at the time in an informed and witty way.
    Suggests quite rightly that the could be more to life for these kids.
    The points of detail in the song about silver paper in pints, lite a bites, and teenage boys amusing themselves by insulting each other are terrific and explain everything about why the Jam were adored by their audience.
    bobsto12on February 15, 2020   Link

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