Suicide Saturday lyrics

I heard it told by her mother old, she could try, she could try it With the power of tin and a bottle of gin, she was wise, she was wise to it Cocked her father's gun, like the oldest son, she could try, she could try it Blessed by the bed where she laid her head and calmed to a dull roar It was a suicide saturday In a summertime kind of way She felled the streets till she heard the screams, she could drive, she could drive it That was where she'd buy her time, yup Her friends were crazed in the solemn rains, she could try, she could try it I met her once, she was tight, she was tight, she was tight, she was tight, She was tight as hell It was a suicide saturday In a summertime kind of way Don't you wait now for me A suicide saturday