Armored Saint - Saturday Night Special Lyrics
Yeah two feets they come a creepinLike a black cat doAnd two bodies are laying *****Creeper thinks he got nothin to loseSo, he creeps up into this house yeahAnd unlocks the doorAnd as a mans reaching for his trousers,Shoots him full of thirty-eight holesIts the saturday night specialGot a barrel thats so blue and coldAint good for nothinBut put a man six feet in the holeBig jims been drinkin whiskeyAnd playin poker on a losin nightAnd pretty soon ol jim starts a-thinkinSomebody been cheatin and lyinSo big jim commence to fightinI wouldnt tell you no lieBig jim done pull his pistolAnd shot his friend right between the eyesIts the saturday night specialGot a barrel thats so blue and coldAint good for nothinBut put a man six feet in the holeIm gonna tell you what youCan do with it tooHand guns are made for killinThey aint no good for nothin elseAnd if you like to drink your whiskeyYou might even shoot yourselfSo why dont we dump them peopleTo the bottom of the seaBefore some ol fool come around hereWanna shoot either you or meIts the saturday night specialGot a barrel thats so blue and coldAint good for nothinBut put a man six feet in the holeIts the saturday night specialGot a barrel thats so blue and coldAint good for nothinBut put a man six feet in the holeSaturday night specialIts the saturday night specialIts the saturday night special
