Saturday Nite Is Dead
Graham Parker Lyrics


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Everybody just looks ugly now information don't compute
I draw a blank every time I think
The football crowd is going to give me a boot

CHORUS
And Saturday night is dead Saturday night is dead
It don't matter what they say
You've got to use your own head some day
Saturday night is dead Saturday night is dead
Yeah it's dead

The ultraviolet light hurts me so it used to be my friend
I used to know a good place to go but now it's nothing like it was then

CHORUS (WORD VARIATION)
And Saturday night is dead Saturday night is dead
It don't matter what they say I'm going to the funeral Sunday
Saturday night is dead Saturday night is dead Yeah it's dead

It must have been murder it ain't no accident
Oh no it means nothing to me
The clock goes tick tick tick in my head
Saturday is dead Saturday is dead

I look inside to find a place to hide but there ain't no place I know
It's just as well that I'm stupified it makes it easy
It makes it easy to deliver the fatal blow
(Intro chords)
Deliver deliver deliver

CHORUS (FIRST VERSION)





Saturday night is dead REPEAT AND END

Overall Meaning

In Graham Parker & The Rumour's song "Saturday Nite Is Dead", Parker seems to express a sense of alienation and disconnection from the world around him, particularly on the weekend. He describes feeling like he can't make sense of the information and people around him, and even fears being rejected by a football crowd. The once-familiar places and experiences of Saturday night have lost their appeal, with the ultraviolet lights now hurting him rather than providing a sense of excitement. Parker even imagines the possibility of murder, suggesting a sense of desperation and anxiety.


The chorus of the song repeats the phrase "Saturday night is dead" as a sort of refrain, emphasizing the idea that something has been lost or killed off. However, the lyrics suggest that Parker believes there is something to be gained by using one's own head and thinking independently. The last lines, "Deliver deliver deliver", perhaps suggest a call to action, a need to take control and make things happen rather than just feeling lost and powerless.


Overall, "Saturday Nite Is Dead" articulates a sense of disillusionment with traditional ideas of weekend revelry and social connection, as well as a longing for something more authentic and meaningful. Parker's lyrics and delivery convey a sense of frustration and anxiety but also a desire to find a way forward.


Line by Line Meaning

Everybody just looks ugly now information don't compute
People don't look attractive anymore, and I can't understand what's going on around me.


I draw a blank every time I think
I can't come up with any ideas or solutions to my problems.


The football crowd is going to give me a boot
I'm afraid the energetic crowd at the football game will hurt me.


And Saturday night is dead Saturday night is dead
The exciting and lively Saturday night scene is no more.


It don't matter what they say
Other people's opinions don't affect the reality of the situation.


You've got to use your own head some day
You have to think for yourself and make your own decisions eventually.


The ultraviolet light hurts me so it used to be my friend
The bright lights are now painful, even though they used to be enjoyable.


I used to know a good place to go but now it's nothing like it was then
I used to have a favorite spot to hang out, but it doesn't have the same appeal anymore.


And Saturday night is dead Saturday night is dead
The exciting and lively Saturday night scene is no more.


It don't matter what they say I'm going to the funeral Sunday
Regardless of others' opinions, I'll be attending a funeral on Sunday instead of going out Saturday night.


Yeah it's dead
Saturday night is truly over and no longer exciting.


It must have been murder it ain't no accident
The change is drastic and intentional, not just a coincidence.


Oh no it means nothing to me
The current state of things doesn't have any significance or value to me.


The clock goes tick tick tick in my head
Time is passing by in my mind and I'm not sure how to make the most of it.


Saturday is dead Saturday is dead
The once-exciting Saturday is now uneventful and uninspiring.


I look inside to find a place to hide but there ain't no place I know
I'm looking for a way to escape or avoid the unpleasantness, but can't seem to find any options.


It's just as well that I'm stupified it makes it easy
Being numb or dazed helps me cope with the reality of the situation.


It makes it easy to deliver the fatal blow
Being detached from my emotions makes it easier to do what I need to do, even if it's destructive.


Deliver deliver deliver
I'm ready to take action and make the necessary changes, no matter how difficult they may be.


Saturday night is dead Saturday night is dead
The once-exciting Saturday night scene is no more.




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