Warped Tour Compilation - Saturday Night - Jersey lyrics

I hear the barley calling my name So I put on my best shoes and head down New St. Where the welcome mat hurries me in A pint gla** awaits to drown my sins Looking in the windowpane, looking in the gla**. Seeing my reflection, seeing my past Sitting at the same bar, playing that same game Drinking that same beer, k**ing that same pain Well little Mikey was only 16 He's on top of the punk rock scene Rasing his fist for a political fight And he can't do wrong and only a right And his mother can't tell him No one can tell him He wagered this war he's gonna win the fight Thirty years later, still singing for tonight [Chorus] Saturday night, reminisce and renegade. We're on a mission to no submission. The brigade, the youth is on the loose tonight and we shout it out loud! Saturday night! Saturday night! Saturday night! We've got to do it right! Saturday night! Saturday night! Saturday night! Tonight's the night! The clock strikes 12, the sun has gone down The party's risin' up, risin' up in your hometown And the spirit's in the street, and the fire's in their eyes and They're living for the moment, their pa**ion never dies And she looks him in the face, she said she would never leave and Her whispers still haunt him and he still believes [Chorus] We'll go to the bottom of every bottle The end of theline on every story Those times we miss, those times we reminisce Those were the good old days I hold in heart and cherish. Never forget [Chorus] Tonight's the night we've gotta do it right! The clock strikes 12, the sun's gone down The party's rises up, risin' up in Burlington. Saturday night, reminisce and renegade. We're on a mission to no submission. The brigade, the youth is on the loose tonight we gotta do it right!