Overtired, overworked, underpaid, under pressure
Always tying up loose ends
The unchained melody out of tune, remedy on the weekend
To cure the weekday blues
Raise my heart rate, inflate my pupils, give me something
Just to smoothen out the edge
Call me dumb, call me scum, call me political
As I'm holding on for this
If Saturday don’t come soon, I'm gonna lose my mind
If Saturday don't come soon, I’m gonna lose my mind
In love with [?], living like an animal
How they tried to take my goal
The black mold on the wall
Must've made a thousand calls to get it sorted
But my landlord hates my soul
No power or workers here [?] would rather take a shortcut
Will never understand what is right down here
I raise my beer
If Saturday don't come soon, I'm gonna lose my mind
If Saturday don't come soon, I'm gonna lose my mind
If Saturday don't come soon, I'm gonna lose my mind
If Saturday don’t come soon, I’m gonna lose my mind
If Saturday don't come soon, I’m gonna lose my mind
If Saturday don't come soon, I'm gonna lose my mind
If Saturday don't come soon, I’m gonna lose my mind
If Saturday don't come soon, I'm gonna lose my mind
If Saturday don't come soon, I'm gonna lose my mind
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