There's No Saturday Night for a Junkie

Butterflies are flapping in the breeze
Death sentences are being handed out with ease
Nuclear proliferation looms
You know Jesus maybe comin' soon

But there's no Saturday night for a junkie
There's no time to get away
Your back's just a zoo for a monkey
An the child in you doesn't want to play

There's no Saturday night for a junkie
Though the love of God's at hand
The sweet smell of your life have gone skunky
You let the devil rob you of your promised land

All Songs (c) Freddy K: Ray of Hope Publishing