Saturdays in Silesia - Rational Youth

Living in a graveyard

Waiting for the axe to fall

Working in a big hole

Just to pay the rent man

When my work is over

Call you on the telephone

Paint your pretty face

Put on your cardboard dance shoes

Saturdays in Silesia

Holidays are for heroes

City lights — not quite Broadway

Saturdays in Silesia

Bought a quart of vodka

Didn’t even stand in line

That’s the only thing

That we are never short of Got the number 8 bus

Took it to the navy docks

Girl of my dreams

Lives right around the corner

Gonna take you where the music is loud

Where the rhythm never stops

Find the magic if there’s any to be found

Saturdays in Silesia

Holidays are for heroes

City lights — not quite Broadway

Saturdays in Silesia

And if the soldiers put a padlock on the door

We’ll break it open like we’ve always done before

We don’t have much but what we’ve got we’re gonna keep

Won’t you stay close to me?

Gonna take you where the music is loud

Where the rhythm never stops

Find the magic if there’s any to be found

Saturdays in Silesia

Holidays are for heroes

City lights — not quite Broadway

Saturdays in Silesia