Saturday Gigs Lyrics - Live 2013 - Mott The Hoople

Sixty-nine was cheapo wine, 

Have a good time, 

What your sign 

Float up to the Roundhouse 

On a Sunday afternoon. 

In Seventy we all agreed 

A King's Road flat was the place to be 

'Cause Chelsea girls are the best in the world for company. 

In Seventy-one all the people come 

Bust a few seats but it's just in fun 

Take the Mick out of Top of the Pops 

We play better than they do 

In Seventy-two we was born to lose 

We slipped down snakes into yesterday's news 

I was ready to quit 

But then we went to Croydon 

Do you remember the Saturday gigs 

We do, we do 

Do you remember the Saturday gigs 

We do, we do 

The tickets for the fantasy were twelve and six a time 

A fairy tale on sale 

Oh, Seventy-three was a jambouree 

We were the dudes and the dudes were we. 

(oh oh oh oh oh) 

Did you see the suits and the platform boots 

In Seventy-four on the Broadway tour 

We didn't much like dressing up no more 

Don't wanna be hip - but thanks for a great trip. 

Do you remember the Saturday gigs 

We do, we do 

Do you remember the Saturday gigs 

We do, we do 

But now the kids pay a couple of quid 

'Cause they need it just the same 

It's all a game 

A grown-up game 

But you got off on those Saturday gigs 

And we did, we did 

'Cause you got off on those Saturday gigs 

And we did, we did 

And we got off on those Saturday gigs 

And you did, you did 

And we got off on those Saturday gigs 

'Cause you did, you did 

Don't you ever forget us 

We'll never forget you 

We're going to sleep now 

You better be good, right (ha ha ha) 

See you next time 

So long for now