Deadbeat Saturday Night – Van MorrisonBy Don’t smoke, don’t drinkStill can’t sleep a winkNo hope, no jokeNo flicks with chicksIt ain’t rightDeadbeat Saturday nightI’m alone, telephoneVirtual realityIt’s no life, no gigsNo choice, no voiceIt’s no diceDeadbeat Saturday nightMeanwhile out in the sticksIt’s more pricks than kicksHicks from the sticksDon’t know what makes them tickDon’t know what’s nextNo work, no playNo busman’s holidayNo show, no way out in sightIt just ain’t rightOn this deadbeat Saturday nightMeanwhile out in the sticksIt’s more pricks than kicksBecause those hicks from the sticksDon’t know what makes them tickDon’t know what’s nextDon’t smoke, don’t drinkStill can’t sleep a winkNo hope, no jokeNo flicks with chicksIt ain’t rightDeadbeat Saturday nightThere’s no work, no playNo busman’s holidayNo dough, no show, no way out in sightIt ain’t rightDeadbeat Saturday nightIt just ain’t rightDeadbeat Saturday nightIt just ain’t rightDeadbeat Saturday night www.pillowlyrics.com419786497975 88k 20