Saturday - GRAHAM
Lyrics by：Graham Stiefel
Composed by：Graham Stiefel
It's a Saturday in August
Little Johnny's got his grass up
Selling what he's got to get some more
Drop a quarter in the bottle
The lemonade was awful
But something tells me I should get some more
Na na na
Put money in the back of my bedroom
I barely wanna watch my cartoons
New day there's nothing I gotta do
Gotta do
Remember days when
We were flying spaceships
Now I'm restless all productive oh I hate it
Life was basic
Friends all sideways and
Now I'm stressing about how much I've been saving
Put money in the back of my bedroom
I barely wanna watch my cartoons
New day there's nothing I gotta do
No rent so I'm swimming in my pool
Can't wait for the first day of school
No way that I could ever loose
It's a Saturday in August
My brother feels exhausted
Work to pay some bills and work some more
Yeah I'm searching through my wallet
Clean clothes not in my closet
Didn't think that it get worse into in church
Put money in the back of my bedroom
I barely wanna watch my cartoons
New day there's nothing I gotta do
Gotta do
Remember days when
We were flying spaceships
Now I'm restless all productive I hate it
Life was basic
Friends all sideways and
Now I'm stressing about how much I've been saving
