Saturdays glory
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He's got money in the bank, two cars on the drive
Three smashing kids and a beautiful wife
He's got an en-suite and a flash TV
A thirty foot kitchen and a DVD
He takes a lot of money but he always pays the noss
He knows the Jackers watch him but he doesn't give a toss
He's got his own firm in more ways than one
But he's a different geezer when Saturday comes
And he says...
I just can't help it, all I wanna do is fight
A Saturday afternoon's gonna be alright
The wife makes his dinner, a moneymaker's dreams
But his telly mates can't hide the fact that he ain't what he seems
He's a bit lively when he wants to be
But he'll still give up his seat for an OAP
He likes a bit of tooth to compliment his beer
He's always got an audience to ask about his gear
He's home from million miles away now he's with his crew
Fired up, ready to rock, he knows just what to do
And he says...
I just can't help it, all I wanna do is fight
A Saturday afternoon's gonna be alright
He's got an E-mail address and his own website
It's the only way to organise a modest street fight
The police have got a photo he don't want his mum to see
But she'll see it tonight on the BBC
It went off in the boozer, it went off in the streets
It went off in the car park and it went off in the seats
His jacket's all ripped but he couldn't give a fuck
It's out of glory and he loves to ruck
And he says...
I just can't help it, all I wanna do is fight
A Saturday afternoon's gonna be alright