How does it feel to be old and slow on a Saturday morning?
Having spent the whole damn night lying awake and moaning
Bout the neighbours kids and their music you don't understand
That is just noise in your ears, you say: That's not even a band!

You watch them leaving your neighbours house
They're looking young hungover but glad
You gotta hurry get back in the kitchen again
Your daily coffee's going bad

Now tell me are you glad are you happy?
Living your live like that must hurt!
Don't you feel that urge
To leave that joyless that crappy life behind?

Remember feeling young and wild fucked up on Saturday morning?
Having spent the whole damn night drunk and excitedly burning
To the music you once like once loved you danced to it so freely
Going crazy 'til the sun rises high losing your fucking mind completely!

Now tell me, are you glad? Are you happy?
Living your live like that must hurt!
Don't you feel that urge
To leave that joyless that crappy life behind?

Your life won't change itself, you gotta fucking run
There won't be any reprieve unless you have some fun
Your life won't change, you gotta run -
There won't be any reprieve so have some fun!