Next Saturday Afternoon

Originally Released by Relativity Records in 1987.
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 Swan Song: 
Well you don't have to be somebody 
You don't have to try and figure it out 
No you don't have to answer no questions 
No you don't have to do nothing at all 

That’s what you always do 
It's what you're best at baby 
That’s what you always do

It don't care just where you come from 
And it don't care if you're rich or you're poor 
No it don't care about your religion 
No it don't care about you at all 

It don't care about you 
Why don't you realize?

Oh but darling, won't you listen, well I'm telling you
Oh baby can't you see what you're doing
What you're doing to yourself and to me 

Oh but you now, you don't listen to no one 
Oh but baby, can't you see, what you're doing to yourself 
Oh but darling, won't you listen, won't you listen please 


Looking To The West:
Well looking to the West 
I see a bunch of bands that I can't stand
And looking to the East
I see no bands at all 
Well music used to mean so much to me
It don't mean that much to me no more 

When I was a kid nothing mattered more 
Then Kiss and Led Zeppelin singing rock ’n' roll 
Singing rock ’n' roll 
oh singing rock ’n' roll 
Back then music used to mean so much to me 
It don't mean that much to me no more 

This business tears right out your soul 
Turn you inside out flip you upside take you all around 
'Till you don't know you anymore 
Well music used to mean so much to me
It don't mean that much to me no more 
No more, no more 
Well music used to mean so much to me
It don't mean that much to me no more 
No more
So different now I don't even know 
No more


Hang Tough 
Got up this morning to go to court 
The D.A. started telling me it's time to grow up
The funny thing is I thought I was 
Well the funny thing is I thought I already was
 
Well nothing ever changes and probably never will 
The harder I keep trying the more they change the rules 
Every time i get it right it ends up being wrong 
And all the things i've figured out don't mean that much at all
Not religious ignorance or years of four brick walls 
For every step forward we take seven steps back 

You gotta hang tough,  yeah baby hang tough 
You gotta hang tough, hang tough 

This world is full of madness 
Suicides and drugs 
Our hopes all dreams are banished 
And there's no such thing as love 
Some people got the bible to satisfy their minds 
But they don't understand that they might as well be blind 

You gotta hang tough, yeah baby hang tough 
You gotta hang tough, yeah hang tough


Well Hang Tough, hang tough
You got to baby, got to baby
Hang Tough


Michael Jordan:
Well I watched TV today 
That's about all I did 
Started with the Odd Couple, Tony Randall and Jack Klugman 
and then I made some coffee, I read the paper and I fed the dog 

Well I saw when Michael Jordan scored 47 points 
Yeah that made me smile you know i'm a big fan of his

My life ain't heavy 
You know it just keeps rolling on it just keeps rolling along 

Well I'm the type of guy that you can always count on tomorrow 
You know I think i'll go fishing next week 
And I think i'll pay some bills in a little while 

Yeah maybe i'll change the oil in 5000 more miles 
And maybe i'll go back to school when hell freezes over 
You know i gotta finish 3 songs in 37 hours 

Well my life ain't heavy, it just keeps rolling along, keeps rolling along
It keeps rolling along 


Low Boy (Butterflies Are Free):
Instrumental


Key To Life…Tonight:
Wish I knew what the key to life was 
Since I don't I'll have another Budweiser 

2 am California 
I can buy no beer 
And I don't want to hear 
About your Boston and your stations 
I don't want to hear or be touched or be felt by nobody
I don't want nobody touching me no no  
I just want another beer now baby 
Don't ya sass about me 

But i don't want you coming home with me 
I don't want nobody stealing my baby from me
I just want another beer now baby 
Don't ya sass about me 
Well baby c’mon, well baby c'mon 

2 am, 2 am right now
I can buy no beer, I can buy no beer 
You don't miss the devil boy 
When he goes to bed 
Well baby I just might 
Buy a jigsaw yeah 
Baby i just might want to take you home tonight 
Well baby c'mon I think that I might take you home tonight  
Bomp a chi chone yeah
Like a Jim Morrison said 
Bomp a chi chone yeah


Walk On Water:
Well they keep telling me 
Yeah they keep telling me that I could walk on the water 
That I could walk on the water 
Buy me one drink after another 
They buy me one drink after another tell me i could walk on water 
On water on water
Walk on water baby 
I can walk on water 

Well they keep telling me
and i'm starting to believe that i could walk on water 
Well I can walk on water 

What an asshole, what an asshole 
What an asshole I must be think I could walk on water 
Think I could walk on water 
Take a walk 

Walk on water 
Well I can walk on water 
Me ’N John, Dylan ‘N Paul Westerberg
Walking on the water 
Walking on the water 
On the water on the water 
Baby I can walk on water 
Well I can walk on water 
I can walk on water 


Anymore:
I was born in a battle field 
My mom and my dad 
People treat me with suspicion 
I don't know if I'm happy if I'm sad 
Anymore 

Mercedes-Benz and necklaces have long been divided 
And he needs a personal license plate 
And she needs a new man to hold 

And everybody's wondering what's gone wrong
With all their daughters and with all their sons 
But if they looked at themselves just once in awhile
If they looked at themselves they wouldn't wonder why 
Anymore

And everybody’s wondering what's gone wrong
With all their daughters and with all their sons 
But if they looked at themselves just once in awhile 
If they looked at themselves they wouldn't wonder why 
Anymore 

Those sleepless nights of childhood 
All the lying, all the fighting 
I've been living on my own so long 
It's almost been forgotten 
But not quite

And everybody keeps wondering what's gone wrong
With all their daughters and with all their sons 
But if they looked at themselves just once in awhile
If they looked at themselves they wouldn't wonder why 
Anymore


Saturday Afternoon:
Well it's Saturday afternoon, yeah Saturday afternoon 
and i'm just sitting in my front room 
on a beautiful afternoon yeah 

I'm hoping somebody will come on by 
We'll stir it up 'til we feel just right, just right
Watching Saturday afternoon turn into night 
Yeah Saturday night 

I'm just hoping somebody will come on by 
I'm hoping somebody will come on by 

We'll go out 
We'll get our guns and have some fun tonight 
Oh now, oh now 
Have some fun tonight 

Hope somebody will come on by 
Hope somebody will come on by 
Watching Saturday afternoon turn into night 

Yeah I’m hoping somebody will come on by 
I'm just hoping somebody will come on by 


Zelda:
Dog keeps shitting in the house 
Dog keeps shitting in the house 
Dog keeps shitting in the house 
Well dog keeps shitting in the house 
I can't take no more 
got no more patience 
no more paper towels 
oh this dog's gotta go  

Dog keeps shittin’ in the house 
Well dog keeps shitting in the house 
Well dog keeps shitting in the house 
Well dog keeps shitting in the house 
oh no oh no 
i can't take no more  

Dog keeps shittin' in the house 
Well dog keeps shitting in the house well  
Dog keeps shitting in the house 
Well dog keeps shitting in the house


Pop Star: 
Ballad of the richest attorney 
I’ll try to figure it out
Hey what gives 
Rock 
Wanna be wanna be wanna be a pop star
hey  i'm not getting it 
wanna be wanna be wanna be a pop star
what's the gist of this thing 
wanna be wanna be wanna be a pop star
what's the feel 
what's the hang of it 
what gives 
what gives here 
give me a sign, give me something 
just roll it back 
roll it back 
roll it back 
i'm not i'm not getting the hang of it 
it's mak…ahhh 
roll it back 
roll the goddamn tape back 
i'm chowdering heavily 
i don't get it 
what’s what goes 
what gives ?
what gives ?
there's no hang 
what's the hang 
just i don't get the feel here 
the feels gone 
it's gone 
god damn it 
roll it back roll it back
 cmon jaime 
hey where's the guitar solo 
this is my big chance 
i'm blowing it 
god damn 
god damn it 
what gives ?
i lost it i lost it 
way way back 
i lost it 
kick it 
kick it in your head 
wiggle your goddamn toe 
wiggle it, wiggle it 
keep wiggling that thing 
keep wiggling it 
keep it, keep it, keep it


Tree 'N' Sven Orbit The Planet:
Instrumental