It's getting late have you seen my mates,
Go on and tell me when the boys get here.
It's seven o'clock and I want to rock,
Want to get a belly full of beer.

My old man's drunker than a barrel full of monkeys
And my old lady she don't care
My sister looks cute in her braces and boots with a handful of grease in her hair.

Hey... Don't give us none of your aggravation,
We've had it with your discipline.
Saturday Night's Alright for Fighting, get a little action in.
I get about as oiled as a diesel train, gonna set this dance alight.
Cause' Saturday Night's the night I like,
Saturday Nights Alright..
Alright, Alright!

Well, we're packed pretty tight in here tonight and I'm looking for a dolly who'll see me right.
I may use a little muscle to get what I need, and sink a little drink and shout out, "She's with me!".

A couple of the sounds that I really like are the sound of a switchblade and a motorbike.
I'm a juvenile product of the working class, who's best friend floats in the bottom of a glass.

Don't give us none of your aggravation, we've had it with your discipline.
Saturday Night's Alright for fighting, to get a little action in.
I get about as oiled as a diesel train, gonna set this dance alight.
Cause Saturday Night's the night I like,
Saturday Night's Alright...
Alright, Alright!

Chorus: Saturday, Saturday, Saturday!........

Pete T.: Take me to the pilot, lead me to the chamber,
Take me to the pilot, I am but a stranger,
Na na na, na na na.....

Chorus: Saturday, Saturday, Saturday!........

Let me hear you scream!

I'm black and blue, beat up, but still I take the blows;
'Cause all I need is blood and sweat and skin and bones!

I'll take this rage,
Rattle your cage,
Nobody said it's easy!
It's do or die,
Only the strong survive!

Get ready for the last stand!
Get ready, I'm your hangman!

Let me hear you scream like you want it! (Want it!)
Let me hear you yell like you mean it! (Mean it!)
If you're gonna go down:
Go loud!
Go strong!
Go proud!
Go on!
Go hard or go home!
Let me hear you-
(Let me hear you-)
Let me hear you-
(Let me hear you-)
Let me hear you scream!
(scream, scream, scream, scream...)

I'll pull you up and push you right back in your place!
I'll take you down and wipe that smile right off your face!

I'll watch you break,
Your mine to take,
Don't blink; you just might miss it!
It's all or nothing,
Nowhere left to run!

Are you ready for the last fight!?
Get ready with the war cry!

Let me hear you scream like you want it! (Want it!)
Let me hear you yell like you mean it! (Mean it!)
If you're gonna go down:
Go loud!
Go strong!
Go proud!
Go on!
Go hard or go home!
Let me hear you-
(Let me hear you-)
Let me hear you-
(Let me hear you-)
Let me hear you scream!

[Guitar Solo]

Let me hear you scream like you want it! (Want it!)
Let me hear you yell like you mean it! (Mean it!)
If you're gonna go down:
Go loud!
Go strong!
Go proud!
Go on!
Go hard or go home!

Let me hear you scream like you want it! (Want it!)
Let me hear you yell like you mean it! (Mean it!)
If you're gonna go down:
Go loud!
Go strong!
Go proud!
Go on!
Go hard or go home!
Let me hear you-
(Let me hear you-)
Let me hear you-
(Let me hear you-)
Let me hear you scream!

I went back to the doctor
To get another shrink.
I sit and tell him about my weekend,
But he never betrays what he thinks.

Can you see the real me, doctor?

I went back to my mother
I said, "I'm crazy ma, help me."
She said, "I know how it feels son,
'Cause it runs in the family."

Can you see the real me, mother?

The cracks between the paving stones
Look like rivers of flowing veins.
Strange people who know me
Peeping from behind every window pane.
The girl I used to love
Lives in this yellow house.
Yesterday she passed me by,
She doesn't want to know me now.

Can you see the real me, can you?

I ended up with the preacher,
Full of lies and hate,
I seemed to scare him a little
So he showed me to the golden gate.

Can you see the real me preacher?
Can you see the real me doctor?
Can you see the real me mother?
Can you see the real me?

(Castillo - Daisley - Osbourne - Sinclair - Wylde)
You're comin' home
There's blood on the walls
When Charlie and the family make house calls

If you're alone
Then watch what you do
'Cause Charlie and the family might get you

Can you hear them in the darkness?
Helter skelter, spiral madness (yeah)
Bloodbath in paradise
But there's nowhere you can run to baby
Bloodbath in paradise
Forever sleep in paradise

California sun
But you're still in bed
And the California rain is turning red
No sign of life or the keepers of doom
In Charlie and the keeper's scarlet room

Can you hear them in the darkness?
Helter skelter, spiral madness (yeah)
Bloodbath in paradise
But there's nowhere you can run to baby
Bloodbath in paradise
Forever sleep in paradise

They'll summon you
To wake from the dead
As you lie beeding, murdered in your bed
The sweetest dreams
Are all in your mind
But no one wakes when Charlie creeps behind (yeah)

Execution halts your breath
Helter skelter, spiral death
Bloodbath in paradise
But there's no where you can wait now baby
Bloodbath in paradise
Forever sleep in paradise

Christmas night, another fight
Tears we’ve cried are flood
Got all kinds of poison in
Of poison in my blood

I took my feet to Oxford street
Trying to right or wrong
Just walk away those windows
But I can’t believe she’s gone

When your still waiting for the snowfall
Doesn’t really feel like Christmas at all

A group of candles on me are flickering
Oh they flicker and they flow
And I am up here holding on to all those chandeliers of hope
And like some drunken in this city
I am go singing out of tune
Singing how I always loved you darling
And how I always will

But when your still waiting for the snowfall
Doesn’t really feel like Christmas at all
Still waiting for the snow to fall
It doesn’t really feel like Christmas at all

Those Christmas Lights
Light up the street
Down where the sea and city meet
May all your troubles soon be gone
Ohh Christmas Lights keep shining on

Those Christmas Lights
Light up the street
Maybe they bring here back to me
Then all my troubles will be gone
Ohh Christmas Lights keep shining on

Ohh Christmas Lights
Light up the streets
Light up the fireworks in me
May all your troubles soon be gone
Those Christmas Lights keep shining on

Money speaks. Soft hearts lose. The truth only whispers.
It's the whaler's dues.

I've been running on diesel. Been running on coal.
Running on borrowed time, if truth's to be told.
Two whales in the ocean, cruising the night
search for each other before we turn out their light.

Been accused of deep murder on the North Atlantic swell
but I have three hungry children and a young wife as well.
And behind stand generations of hard hunting men
who raised a glass to the living, and went killing again.
Are you with me?

Money speaks, soft hearts lose. The truth only whispers.
Now pay the whaler's dues.
Can you forgive me?

Now I'm old and I sit land-locked in a back-country jail
to reflect on all of my sins and the death of the whale.
Send me back down the ages. Put me to sea once again
when the oceans were full --- yes, and men would be men.
Can you forgive me?