On Mondays I sleep alone
On Tuesdays I feel my emptiness
On Wednesdays I make love
Because love makes me feel good
On Thursdays I eat vegan
Friday almost there
We told ourselves if we survive

Tomorrow we go out, yes
On Monday sweet sleep
On Tuesdays I stay and think
On Wednesdays I make myself loved
On Thursdays I think about the future
Friday the smile returns
What about Saturday?
What about Saturday?
On Saturday it goes like this
On Saturday it goes like this

You who have the courage to fall
Because for you to fall is the only way to fly
And for a Saturday you feel immortal.
There's always a Sunday you don't know what to do
That you don't know what to do
On Saturday it goes like this
It goes like this
It goes like this
It goes like this
It goes like this

And for a Saturday you feel immortal.
There's always a Sunday you don't know what to do
Saturday is a visceral need
Here the future is in too much of a hurry, in too much of a hurry to arrive
So Saturday goes like this
Saturday goes like this
It goes like this
It goes like this
Saturday goes like this

VIEW ORIGINAL LYRICS