Blue Flashing Light (Live At Glastonbury Festival / 1999)

Saturday evening... Saturday evening A quarter to five Oh I would see him arrive at the door Pushed you aside as he staggered inside Spitting alcohol over the floor A storm is a-brew And it's sure to fall soon As I look at you from the shore Chorus So you'd better hold on Cos it's Saturday night And your friends are all out And you feel like shit Cos they never call you No they never call you No they never call, never call, never bloody ever ... Verse 2 Call me a name and I'll hit you again You're a slut, you're a bitch, you're a whore Talk to your daddy in that tone of voice There's a belt hanging over the door So you run to your room and you hide in your room Thinking how you can settle the score Chorus But it's Saturday night and a quarter to six And your friends are all out But you live in the sticks Still they never call you No they never call you No they never call, never call, never bloody ever call Verse 3 Blue flashing light last Saturday night Brought the neighbours all out on the street Watched as the firemen carried you out Then we stared at each other's feet Now everyone sees and yet nobody says Are we all just afraid of the heat Chorus But it's Saturday night and I'm lying alone In the bed that I made, disconnected the phone Still they never called you No they never called you No they never call, never call, never bloody ever call