Saturday
Isobel Campbel And Mark Lanegan Lyrics


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If we're good ? for dusty highways and such
Be alright to look her up
The faded priestess of the highways and crutch
Calling when you're down on luck
By the disused railroad road station you go
To the house of dirty pearl
Her existential situation you know
She is not like other girls

She may ask you, "Do you believe?"
You can't stay, though you'll never leave

See the sapphire in the skylines so blue
See the diamond in the dirt
When you think the subject won't turn to you
She got demons up her skirt
Isn't sure of her reflection at all
Is seduced by all things past
A pleasure-seeker of dejection
Gazing into her looking glass

She may ask you what you believe
But the mirror doesn't see me

Saturday's gone
Saturday's gone
Saturday's gone
Saturday's gone

She may ask you, â??Do you believe?â??
You can't stay, though you'll never leave

Saturday's gone
Saturday's gone
Saturday's gone
Saturday's gone

Now a sundown comes, a new day for her
Tired of dress and ??
You'd be a fool to ask her to lift you up
Why go up when we go down?
You should tire of ties that bind you
Film of fever leaves so fast
You've got trouble far behind you
Well knows nothings' made to last
See how God hears a lion roar
Watch the serpent crossing the floor





Saturday's gone
Saturday's gone

Overall Meaning

The lyrics of Isobel Campbell & Mark Lanegan's song "Saturday's Gone" seem to be about encountering a woman who is a mysterious and seductive figure, and who represents something otherworldly and elusive. The song describes her as a "faded priestess" and "pleasure-seeker of dejection," and it's implied that she may have some sort of supernatural powers or knowledge. The singer is drawn to her but also somewhat afraid of her, and he knows that he can't stay with her for long. The repeated refrain of "Saturday's gone" heightens the sense of melancholy and transience that permeates the song.


The woman in the song is portrayed as being both alluring and somewhat dangerous. She is described as having "demons up her skirt" and being unsure of her reflection, which suggests that she is dealing with some sort of inner turmoil. Yet there is also a sense that she possesses a kind of dark wisdom or knowledge that the singer finds compelling. The use of religious imagery (e.g. "faded priestess" and "God hears a lion roar") further emphasizes the sense of mystery and the suggestion that there may be more going on than meets the eye.


Overall, "Saturday's Gone" is a moody and evocative song that reflects on the strange encounters and fleeting connections that can happen over the course of a lifetime. The lyrics are open to interpretation, but they seem to suggest that we should be open to the unexpected, even if it means venturing into unknown territory.


Line by Line Meaning

If we're good ? for dusty highways and such
If we're willing to travel on the rough roads and face challenges.


Be alright to look her up
It's okay to visit the old, wise woman who lives by the railway station.


The faded priestess of the highways and crutch
She is a respected and experienced woman who has traveled a lot, and can help you when you're struggling.


Calling when you're down on luck
She is available to help when you're feeling hopeless.


By the disused railroad road station you go
You can find her near the abandoned railway station.


To the house of dirty pearl
She lives in a humble home, but is still valuable like a pearl.


Her existential situation you know
She is aware of her own being and experiences.


She is not like other girls
She is unique and different compared to other women.


She may ask you, "Do you believe?"
She might ask about your beliefs.


You can't stay, though you'll never leave
You might go, but you'll always remember her.


See the sapphire in the skylines so blue
Look at the beautiful blue sky with its sapphire-like color.


See the diamond in the dirt
Even in the muddy and dirty ground, there is something valuable and precious like a diamond.


When you think the subject won't turn to you
When you feel like she won't pay attention to you.


She got demons up her skirt
She has her own inner struggles and problems.


Isn't sure of her reflection at all
She doubts and is uncertain about her appearance and image.


Is seduced by all things past
She is attracted to and nostalgic about things that have already happened.


A pleasure-seeker of dejection
She enjoys feeling sad and depressed at times.


Gazing into her looking glass
She is looking at herself in the mirror.


But the mirror doesn't see me
She feels like her reflection doesn't show her true self.


Saturday's gone
Saturday is over.


Now a sundown comes, a new day for her
A new day is starting for her at sunset.


Tired of dress and ??
She's tired of dressing up and putting on a show.


You'd be a fool to ask her to lift you up
It would be unwise to ask for her help, as she needs it herself.


Why go up when we go down?
There's no reason to try to become better, as we're all heading towards the end.


You should tire of ties that bind you
You should get tired of the things that hold you back.


Film of fever leaves so fast
Illness or fever can go away quickly.


You've got trouble far behind you
You've had problems in the past but they're now far away.


Well knows nothings' made to last
Nothing in this world is permanent.


See how God hears a lion roar
God is powerful and can hear the roar of a lion.


Watch the serpent crossing the floor
Watch out for the hidden and dangerous things in life.


Saturday's gone
Saturday is over.


Saturday's gone
Saturday is over.


Saturday's gone
Saturday is over.


Saturday's gone
Saturday is over.


She may ask you, "Do you believe?"
She might ask about your beliefs.


You can't stay, though you'll never leave
You might go, but you'll always remember her.




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Written by: CAMPBELL

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