Dirty fingernails, same as your mind But he can strum the guitar just fine
Every now and then he'd think about his life Daydreamin' just to pass the the time
* Now the sun is closer than it was before Anyone who'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
He's got a big head full of trash that he talks down every chance he gets
He's a grown man with committable mistakes
