Alright
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It's getting late, have you seen my mates?
Ma, tell me when the boys get here
It's seven o'clock and I wanna rock
Wanna get a belly full of beer
My old man's drunker than a barrel full of monkeys
And my old lady, she don't care
My sister looks cute in her braces and boots
A handful of grease in her hair

Oh, don't give us none of your aggravation
We had it with your discipline
Oh, Saturday night's alright for fighting
Get a little action in
Get about as oiled as a diesel train
Gonna set this dance alight
'Cause Saturday night's the night I like
Saturday night's alright, alright, alright, ooh

Well, they're packed pretty tight in here tonight
I'm looking for a dolly who'll see me right
I may use a little muscle to get what I need
I may sink a little drink and shout out, "She's with me!"
A couple of the sounds that I really like
Are the sounds of a switchblade and a motorbike
I'm a juvenile product of the working class
Whose best friend floats in the bottom of a glass

Oh, don't give us none of your aggravation
We had it with your discipline
Well, Saturday night's alright for fighting
Get a little action in
Get about as oiled as a diesel train
Gonna set this dance alight
'Cause Saturday night's the night I like
Saturday night's alright, alright, alright, ooh

Saturday! Saturday! Saturday!




Saturday! Saturday! Saturday!
Saturday! Saturday! Saturday night's alright

Overall Meaning

The lyrics of Cast's song Alright paint a picture of a rowdy Saturday night full of beer, music, and fighting. The singer seems to be looking forward to the night, eagerly anticipating the arrival of his mates and wanting to get a belly full of beer. The presence of his drunk old man and uncaring old lady add to the insouciance of the singer's attitude towards the mayhem that may follow.


The singer talks about his sister in braces and boots and a handful of grease in her hair, suggesting she is a tough girl who shares the same love for danger and recklessness that the singer does. The lyrics "I’m a juvenile product of the working class whose best friend floats in the bottom of a glass" imply that the singer's environment and upbringing have led him to his addiction to alcohol and his attraction to danger.


The chorus reinforces the idea that Saturday night is a night of action and letting loose. It is a time to get oiled up like a diesel train and set the dance alight. The lyrics suggest that the singer loves the thrill of the unknown and the unpredictability of the night. The repetition of "Saturday" creates a sense of excitement, perpetuating the rowdy atmosphere the song describes.


Line by Line Meaning

It's getting late, have you seen my mates?
The night is getting late, have you seen my friends?


Ma, tell me when the boys get here
Mom, let me know when the boys arrive


It's seven o'clock and I wanna rock
It's already 7pm and I want to party


Wanna get a belly full of beer
I want to drink lots of beer


My old man's drunker than a barrel full of monkeys
My dad is really drunk


And my old lady, she don't care
Even though my mom is aware, she doesn't do anything


My sister looks cute in her braces and boots
My sister looks pretty in her braces and boots


A handful of grease in her hair
Although she has grease in her hair


Oh, don't give us none of your aggravation
Do not give us trouble


We had it with your discipline
We are upset with your strictness


Oh, Saturday night's alright for fighting
Saturday nights are perfect for fighting


Get a little action in
Get a little bit of excitement


Get about as oiled as a diesel train
Drink a lot and feel the effects of the alcohol


Gonna set this dance alight
We are going to ignite the dance floor


'Cause Saturday night's the night I like
That's the night I enjoy!


Saturday night's alright, alright, alright, ooh
Saturday night is the best night, ooh!


Well, they're packed pretty tight in here tonight
It's crowded in here tonight


I'm looking for a dolly who'll see me right
I'm looking for someone who will treat me well


I may use a little muscle to get what I need
I might need to use some physical strength to get what I want


I may sink a little drink and shout out, 'She's with me!'
I might have to drink and claim my girl so nobody else takes her


A couple of the sounds that I really like
There are some sounds that I particularly enjoy


Are the sounds of a switchblade and a motorbike
I love the sound of a switchblade knife and a motorcycle


I'm a juvenile product of the working class
I come from the working class and I'm young


Whose best friend floats in the bottom of a glass
My favorite companion is a drink


Oh, don't give us none of your aggravation
Again, do not annoy us


We had it with your discipline
We are done with your strict rules


Well, Saturday night's alright for fighting
Saturday nights are perfect for fighting


Get a little action in
Get a little excitement


Get about as oiled as a diesel train
Drink yourself into a stupor


Gonna set this dance alight
We are going to have an amazing time


'Cause Saturday night's the night I like
Again, Saturday nights are the best!


Saturday night's alright, alright, alright, ooh
Saturday night is the best night, ooh!


Saturday! Saturday! Saturday!
Saturday! Saturday! Saturday!


Saturday! Saturday! Saturday!
Saturday! Saturday! Saturday!


Saturday! Saturday! Saturday night's alright
Saturday night is the best night!




Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Universal Music Publishing Group, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Written by: Elton John, Bernard Taupin

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