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
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