Intro :
The barrel fire's fading, my pals are disapp earing.
An other night is passing but I won't go.
It's 2am at Townie and things are going my way.
Three Buds, a glove and a foot of snow.
There's two little shits selling joints on the hill.
And the kids down the lot are burning cruisers for a thrill.
See, we had each other, it was us against the world.
Famous for nothing, yeah, nothing was our world.
Well these lies won't save me.
Don't you know, don't you know.
From the times that made me.
Here we go, here we go.
The courts are filling up, all the kids are coming down.
For a head start on the troubles of a long night on the town.
Yeah, thank God it's Saturday and half my problems go away.
Sure, the big ones on the way, but I know how to handle them.
9 to 3 on weekdays, on the hour Sundays.
The Good Lord was calling me, but I wasn't up.
From the convent to the rectory and over in the sacristy.
I'm a goddamn travesty, and that's just my luck.
Well these lies won't save me.
Don't you know, don't you know.
From the times that made me.
Here we go, here we go.
Here we
go ! Yeah !
Their gang went my way for basket ball.
My gang went their way for alco hol.
When we met it wasn't pretty at all.
Still the be lls of St. Ma ry's
kept ringing.
Middle Eight :
9 to 3 on weekdays, on the hour Sundays.
Jesus Chr ist was calling me !
Here we
go ! Yeah !
Their gang went my way for basket ball.
My gang went their way for alco hol.
When we met it wasn't pretty at all.
Still the be lls of St. Ma ry's
kept ringing.
Their gang went my way for basket ball.
My gang went their way for alco hol.
When we met it wasn't pretty at all.
Still the be lls of
St. Mary 's were r inging.
The bells of
St. Mary 's were r inging.
