Well find a deep six Saturday Going on a go by holiday Our fortified world is tumbling down Ready for the night to turn around Hanging in with the Hardy Boys Spin around a shake behind the noise I'm tired of all the B-girls there Tomorrow is a drag anywhere Praise the sky to You're all alone in this town All along this side view When the max out finds you There's a new upholstery Make the most of your scene now I'm sorry about the world - it's tumbling down But hazy days will turn around The selling of a soul is happening now I'll try to pull away somehow Can you show me how? We'll find a deep six Saturday We'll find a deep six Saturday Saturday Saturday