Suicide Saturday - Hippocampus

Composed by：Jake Luppen/Nathan Stocker/Zach Sutton/Whistler Allen

Produced by：Alan Sparhawk

I heard it told by her mother old

She could try she could try it

With the power of tin and a bottle of gin

She was wise she was wise to it

Cocked her father's gun like the oldest son

She could try she could try it

Blessed by the bed where she laid her head

And calmed to a dull roar

Oh oh oh oh woah oh oh woah

It was a suicide Saturday

Oh oh oh oh woah oh oh woah

In a summertime kind of way

Oh oh oh oh woah oh oh woah

It was a suicide Saturday

Oh oh oh oh woah oh oh woah

In a summertime kind of way

She felled the streets till she heard the screams

She could drive she could drive it

That was where she'd buy her time yeah

Her friends were crazed in the solemn rains

She could try she could try it

I met her once she was tight she was tight

She was tight she was tight she was tight as hell

Oh oh oh oh woah oh oh woah

It was a suicide Saturday

Oh oh oh oh woah oh oh woah

In a summertime kind of way

Oh oh oh oh woah oh oh woah

It was a suicide Saturday

Oh oh oh oh woah oh oh woah

In a summertime kind of way

Ohh ohoo ohooo

Oh don't you wait now

Oh don't you wait now

Oh don't you wait now for me

Oh don't you wait now

Oh don't you wait now

Oh don't you wait now for me for me for me yeah

Oh don't you wait now

Oh don't you wait now

Oh don't you wait now for me for me for me yeah

Oh don't you wait now

Oh don't you wait now

Oh don't you wait now for me for me for me yeah

Oh don't you wait now

Oh don't you wait now

Oh don't you wait now for me

Suicide Saturday

Suicide Saturday