Consequence

Can't see no ceremony to swear you in

They do proceedings in disguise

They turned you off and turned you on again

Yeah, they're the power supply

And now it's in your head

Well, maybe you're just waiting for the single bed

Consequence

Those Saturdays, well, they feel so alone

Consequence

No need for internet or telephone

Consequence

Oh, well, I hate to say I told you so

With no performance necessary

If you're making your own demise

You can be a dog for the cemetery

Or a pussy with nine lives

Well no judgement

But lately you've been howling to your detriment

Consequence

Those Saturdays, well, they feel so alone

Consequence

No need for internet or telephone

Consequence

Oh, well, I hate to say I told you so

Yeah

Just tell yourself it's overrated, it ain't love that you're in need of

Yeah

And when your ignorance has faded, saddle up or stay sedated

Yeah

Yeah

Consequence

Those Saturdays, well, they feel so alone

Consequence

No need for internet or telephone

Consequence

Oh, well, I hate to say I told you so

Consequence

Those Saturdays, well, they feel so alone

Consequence

No need for internet or telephone

Consequence

Oh, well, I hate to say I told you so

Oh, well, I hate to say I told you so