Spirit Of '87 letra

Saturday
Where else you gunna go?
There's no way
I'm gonna end up at the disco
Make my way
To fist fights and stilettos
To rock and roll, rock and roll

Saturday
Where else you gunna go?
There's no way
I'm gonna end up at the disco
Make my way
To fist fights and stilettos
To rock and roll, rock and roll, to rock and roll, rock and roll

There's a club on the coast, where the kids get lost, and no one's gonna stare
Yeah, chuck T's and bleached jeans with dayglow mohawk hair
Yeah, misfits and homeless kids all call their home there
Don't tell me it ain't real, don't you f*cking dare
Yeah, punk style in the car, nothing going on
Turn up the radio, 'cause it's my favorite song
There's a club on the coast where all the kids get along
Skins and punx, and wayward ones
Nothing can go wrong

Saturday
Where else you gunna go?
There's no way
I'm gonna end up at the disco
Make my way
To fist fights and stilettos
To rock and roll, rock and roll

Saturday
Where else you gunna go?
There's no way
I'm gonna end up at the disco
Make my way
To fist fights and stilettos
To rock and roll, rock and roll, rock and roll
To rock and roll, rock and roll

Do you know what, when I show up, there's gonna be some f*cking action
So many styles, always so wild, that's the f*cking attraction
She said "What? I'll f*ck 'em up", that's her satisfaction
Bottle of red, straight to the head, detox transaction
Hell's Angel's ran my neighborhood

It was always understood
I was running errands for the Angels
I was a little f*cking hood
Punk rock was my way out, it was always in my blood
I don't give a f*ck if I was locked up, should be dead or in jail

Saturday
Where else you gunna go?
There's no way
I'm gonna end up at the disco
Make my way
To fist fights and stilettos
To rock and roll, rock and roll

Saturday
Where else you gunna go?
There's no way
I'm gonna end up at the disco
Make my way
To fist fights and stilettos
To rock and roll, rock and roll

Family turns their back on their son
Now we're all alone
Now we ain't got a home
Now we're among our own

Saturday
Where else you gunna go?
There's no way
I'm gonna end up at the disco
Make my way
To fist fights and stilettos
To rock and roll, rock and roll

Saturday
Where else you gunna go?
There's no way
I'm gonna end up at the disco
Make my way
To fist fights and stilettos
To rock and roll, rock and roll, rock and roll
To rock and roll, rock and roll, rock and roll
To rock and roll, rock and roll, rock and roll
To rock and roll, rock and roll, rock and roll
To rock and roll, rock and roll, rock and roll