Saturday
Fall Out Boy Lyrics


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I'm good to go
And I'm going nowhere fast
It could be worse
I could be taking you there with me
I'm good to go
But it looks like I'm still on my own

I'm good to go for something golden
Though the motions I've been going through have failed
And I'm coasting on potential towards a wall
At a 100 miles an hour

When I say
Two more weeks
My foot is in the door, yeah
I can't sleep
In the wake of Saturday (Saturday)
Saturday
When these open doors were open-ended
Saturday
When these open doors were open-ended

Pete and I attacked the Lost Astoria
With promise and precision and a mess of youthful innocence
And I read about the afterlife
But I never really lived more than an hour (more than an hour)

When I say
Two more weeks
My foot is in the door, yeah
I can't sleep
In the wake of Saturday (Saturday)
Saturday
When these open doors were open-ended
Saturday
When these open doors were open-ended

And I read about the afterlife
But I never really lived
And I read about the afterlife
But I never really lived

Two more weeks
My foot is in the door
Me and Pete
In the wake of Saturday
Saturday
When these open doors were open-ended
Saturday
When these open doors were open-ended




Saturday
Saturday

Overall Meaning

The lyrics to Fall Out Boy's song Saturday describe the feeling of being ready for change and progress, but also feeling stuck and unsure of how to move forward. The line "I'm good to go, but it looks like I'm still on my own" captures this bittersweet sentiment perfectly. The singer has the potential for "something golden" but feels like they are "coasting on potential towards a wall at a 100 miles an hour."


The second verse adds more detail to the story, introducing the character of Pete (presumably Pete Wentz, the band's bassist and primary lyricist). The two of them are trying to make something happen, attacking "the Lost Astoria with promise and precision and a mess of youthful innocence." Despite their efforts, however, the singer still feels stuck and unsatisfied, only able to read about the afterlife rather than truly experiencing it.


The repetition of "Saturday" throughout the chorus emphasizes the cyclical nature of the singer's situation. These "open doors" that were once full of possibility now feel "open-ended," as if they're leading nowhere. Overall, the lyrics to Saturday are a relatable portrayal of the frustration and uncertainty that comes with trying to make progress in one's life.


Line by Line Meaning

I'm good to go
I'm ready to take action


And I'm going nowhere fast
But my efforts are failing to produce any results


It could be worse
I have reasons to be grateful for what I have


I could be taking you there with me
Things could have been worse if I dragged someone else in my failure


I'm good to go
I'm still hopeful enough to take on a new challenge


But it looks like I'm still on my own
But I'm doing it by myself, without anyone else's help


I'm good to go for something golden
I'm ready to pursue something great and valuable


Though the motions I've been going through have failed
Even if my previous efforts have been futile


And I'm coasting on potential towards a wall
I'm using my talents and abilities, but facing a seemingly insurmountable obstacle


At a 100 miles an hour
I'm charging ahead at full speed


When I say two more weeks
When I give myself a deadline of two weeks


My foot is in the door, yeah
I've made some progress and I have an opportunity


I can't sleep
I'm too excited and anxious to rest


In the wake of Saturday (Saturday)
After a wild and unforgettable night, full of possibilities


When these open doors were open-ended
When the possibilities seemed endless and full of promise


Pete and I attacked the Lost Astoria
My friend and I tackled a challenge with vigor


With promise and precision and a mess of youthful innocence
With confidence and accuracy, despite our inexperience


And I read about the afterlife
I've learned about the unknown and the uncertain end of life


But I never really lived more than an hour (more than an hour)
But I have yet to truly experience life and make it count


And I read about the afterlife
I know there's something beyond this life


But I never really lived
But I haven't truly lived yet


Me and Pete
Myself and my friend


When these open doors were open-ended
When we both shared a sense of boundless possibilities


Saturday
A symbol of endless possibilities and unforgettable moments




Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Written by: Peter Wentz, Patrick Stump, Joseph Trohman, Andrew Hurley

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@fueledbyramen

Today marks the 10th anniversary of the release of Fall Out Boy's debut album Take This To Your Grave on Fueled By Ramen! Check out the videos for Grand Theft Autumn, Saturday and Dead On Arrival as we celebrate this incredible album.

@mariafe7050

NO ONE CELEBRATED!? BLASPHEMY!

@fabtasy

@@mariafe7050 truly

@yeongmukhwang2455

celebrate! Uh...Is it time to celebrate 20 years?

@mantistoboggan6540

@@yeongmukhwang2455I’m choosing to celebrate the 10th anniversary of the 10th anniversary of the release of Fall Out Boy’s debut album Take This To Your Grave on Fueled By Ramen!

@shimoarikiku7791

@@yeongmukhwang2455 20 YEARS WOOOOOOO! LETS KEEP THIS CELEBRATION GOING

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@mikeycholette4269

2005 Pete is a little guy with a lot of bottled up anger.

Also, @ fall out boy make us an album where it's just pete screaming every song from Folie with no instruments just rage

@holliedaniel7267

I would like to hear that

@GeniTLK

+Claire Cholette this is actually 2003 Pete but,

@robo567

I'VE GOT TROUBLED THOOOOOUGHTS AND THE SELF ESTEEM TO MAAAAATCH
WHAT A CAAAAAAAATCH
WHAT A CAAAAAAAAAAAAAATCH

Holy crap that would be hilarious!

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