Somebody waved me in from across the street
I said, hey boy, my name is
St.
Pete
Step closer now, don't be afraid
Check out my pretty gate
This is the primitivo bar
Where the vodka just flows for free
There's no entrance,
boy, there's no fee
We survived for 200 years,
so join us and celebrate
Just one thing before you go in
Tell me, how do you define a sin?
I only want your best boy
Well, what do you need that for?
I said, when I went through that door I
was about to find out that this rottenness
Wouldn't leave me any rest
Yes, when this woman,
all dressed in black
She gave me her tears,
I gave her nothing back
And the devil with a golden tooth
sat drinking in the bar
Said he would have liked
to make me a star
But what's so sad and truly a shame
Is that I never would go that far
A drunken man fell off his chair
Saying,
Lord, why do I even care
About those seven billion junkies
Why do I even care
An d I leave them for
mother to bear
Saturday night,
Saturday
I guess I'm feeling all right
I'm just waiting for the sisters of faith
To roll my dice
I told that beast of business
That I don't want to sell my soul
For a piece of his rock and roll
I don't know when, I don't know how
But I bet the blues just comin' over me
Now he just puffed on his cigar
And smoke came out of his ears
He took a pause and then he said,
cheers boy
When suddenly the sparkle in his
eyes just disappeared
An d a gang of angels appeared
Yes, in the middle of the room
They were shining so crystal clear
With their halos hanging loose
Those angels can
never look good
Saturday night,
Saturday night
I guess I'm feelin' alright
See I'm just waitin' for
the sisters of fate
To roll my dice
Mmm, you primitive old bar
Now don't you,
don't you let this go too far
Oh,
Primitivo
Saturday
If this is just a play
I beg you to play my way
You