Tommy Keene Deep Six Saturday
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
