Everythings alright
As far as I can tell
Saturdays alright but Sundays well
Everythings alright
As far as I can tell
Saturdays alright but Sundays well
Kimberly was lost
Tossed until the swell took her to shore
Rory found her stoned
Frigid and alone
He offered Barrys Gold
And he said
Everythings alright
As far as I can tell
Saturdays alright but Sundays well
Everythings alright
As far as I can tell
Saturdays alright but Sundays well
Hands upon the hull
Worked until the sun awoke once more
Took her out to be
Alone again and free
Cast her out to sea
And she said
Everythings alright
As far as I can tell
Saturdays alright but Sundays well
Everythings alright
As far as I can tell
Saturdays alright but Sundays well