Went down to the mountain, I was drinking some wine   Looked up in the Heaven, Lord, I saw a mighty sign   Written fire across the heaven, plain as black and white   'Get prepared, there's gonna be a party tonight'      Uh uh hey, Saturday night   Hey uh uh, one more Saturday night   Hey, Saturday night      Now everybody's dancin' down the local armory   With a basement full of dynamite and live artillery   Temperature keeps risin', everybody gettin' high   Come the rockin' stroke of midnight, the place is gonna fly      Uh uh hey, Saturday night   Hey uh uh, one more Saturday night   Hey, Saturday night      Turn on channel six, the President comes on the news   Says, "I get no satisfaction, that's why I sing the blues"   His wife say, "Don't get crazy, Lord, you know just what to do   Crank up that old Victrola, put on your rockin' shoes"      Uh uh hey, Saturday night   Hey uh uh, one more Saturday night   Hey, Saturday night      Then God way up in Heaven, for whatever it was worth   Thought He'd have a big old party, thought He'd call it Planet Earth   Don't worry about tomorrow, Lord, you'll know it when it comes   When the rock and roll music meets the risin' Planet Sun      Uh uh hey, Saturday night   Hey uh uh, one more Saturday night   Ohh, Saturday night      Hey, another Saturday night   Hey, another Saturday night   Everybody's get high   Hey, another Saturday night   One more Saturday, one more Saturday night   ...