One More Saturday Night

I went down to the mountain, I was drinking some wine
 I looked up into heaven, lord I saw a mighty sign
 Writ in fire across the heaven, plain as black and white
 Get prepared, there's gonna be a party tonight
 Uh huh, hey, Saturday night
 One more Saturday night
 Hey, Saturday night
 Everybody's dancing down at the local armory
 With a basement full of dynamite and live artillery
 Temperature keeps rising, everybody getting high
 Come the rocking stroke of midnight, the whole place is gonna fly
 Uh huh, hey, Saturday night
 One more Saturday night
 Hey, Saturday night
 I turn on Channel Six, the President comes on the news
 Says I got no satisfaction, that's why I sing the blues
 His wife says don't get crazy, Lord you know just what to do
 Just crank that old Victrola, put on your rocking shoes
 Uh huh, hey, Saturday night
 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 rocking, rolling music meets the rising, shining sun
 Uh huh, hey, Saturday night
 One more Saturday night
 Hey, Saturday night