A dirty fingernail, same as your mind But he could strum the guitar just fine Every now and then he'd think about his life Daydreaming just to pass the time Now the sun's closer than it was before Anyone's, anyone can feel it Saturdays are not the same as they used to be Saturdays, why do they keep on using me? They keep on using me Even as a child everyone would say He was gonna be a star someday Finally he found a way to reach the sky But he didn't know what he'd find Now the sun's closer than it was before Anyone's, anyone can feel it Saturdays are not the same as they used to be Saturdays, why do they keep on using me? They keep on using me He's got a big head full of trash Every time he's back every chance he gets He's a grown man making it a point to stay Saturdays are not the same as they used to be Saturdays, why do they keep on using me? Saturdays are not the same as they used to be Saturdays, why do they keep on using me? Saturdays are not the same as they used to be Saturdays, why do they keep on using me? They keep on using me They keep on using me They keep on using me They keep on using me They keep on using me