Saturdays In Silesia Songtext / Lyric

Living in a graveyard
Waiting for the axe to fall
Working in a big hole
Just to pay the rent man
When my work is over
Call you on the telephone
Paint your pretty face
Put on your cardboard dance shoes
Saturdays in Silesia
Holidays are for heroes
City lights - not quite Broadway
Saturdays in Silesia

Bought a quart of vodka
Didn't even stand in line
That's the only thing
That we are never short of
Got the number 8 bus
Took it to the navy docks
Girl of my dreams
Lives right around the corner

Gonna take you where the music is loud
Where the rhythm never stops
Find the magic if there's any to be found

Saturdays in Silesia
Holidays are for heroes
City lights - not quite Broadway
Saturdays in Silesia

And if the soldiers put a padlock on the door
We'll break it open like we've always done before
We don't have much but what we've got we're gonna keep
Won't you stay close to me?

Gonna take you where the music is loud
Where the rhythm never stops
Find the magic if there's any to be found

Saturdays in Silesia
Holidays are for heroes
City lights - not quite Broadway
Saturdays in Silesia