Saturday Night Special

Saturday Night Special: Unveiling the Dark Dance of Firearms
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Lyrics

Two feet they come a creepin'

Introduction of a sneaky presence approaching.

Like a black cat do

Comparing the approach to that of a black cat, often associated with superstition and mystery.

And two bodies are layin' naked

Describing a scene where two people are exposed and vulnerable.

Creeper think he got nothin' to lose

The intruder, feeling desperate or with nothing to lose, decides to take advantage.

So he creeps into this house, yeah

The intruder enters a house and unlocks the door.

And unlocks the door

Continuation of the break-in.

And as a man's reaching for his trousers

A man is interrupted while dressing or reaching for his trousers.

Shoots him full of thirty-eight holes

The intruder shoots the man multiple times with a .38 caliber weapon.


Mr. Saturday night special

Introducing the "Saturday night special" as a type of handgun.

Got a barrel that's blue and cold

Description of the gun's appearance.

Ain't good for nothin'

Commentary on the gun's perceived lack of value or purpose.

But put a man six feet in a hole

Emphasizing the destructive power of the gun, capable of causing death.


Big Jim's been drinkin' whiskey

Introduction of a character, Big Jim, engaged in drinking and poker.

And playin' poker on a losin' night

Describing Jim's unfortunate night of gambling.

And pretty soon ol' Jim starts a thinkin'

Jim suspects dishonesty and foul play.

Somebody been cheatin' and lyin'

Jim's thoughts on cheating and lying intensify.

So Big Jim commence to fightin'

Big Jim starts a physical fight as a result of his suspicions.

I wouldn't tell you no lie

Assurance of the truthfulness of the narrative.

Big Jim done pulled his pistol

Big Jim resorts to using his gun during the fight.

Shot his friend right between the eyes

He fatally shoots his friend in the confrontation.


Mr. Saturday night special

Reiteration of the "Saturday night special."

Got a barrel that's blue and cold

Restating the appearance of the handgun.

Ain't good for nothin'

Reiterating the perceived worthlessness of the weapon.

But put a man six feet in a hole

Emphasizing the lethal consequences of the gun's use.


Oh, it's the Saturday night special

Highlighting the danger associated with Saturday nights and guns.


Hand guns are made for killin'

Expressing a generalization about the purpose of handguns for killing.

They ain't no good for nothin' else

Stating the limited utility of handguns for any other purpose.

And if you like to drink your whiskey

Connecting the use of handguns to the consumption of whiskey.

You might even shoot yourself

Warning about the potential self-harm associated with alcohol and guns.

So why don't we dump 'em people

Suggesting disposal of guns to prevent harm.

To the bottom of the sea

Proposing a drastic solution by disposing of guns in the sea.

Before some ol' fool come around here

Anticipating conflict and the need to eliminate the danger.

Wanna shoot either you or me

Preventing potential harm from those who might misuse guns.


Mr. Saturday night special

Recapitulation of the "Saturday night special."

Got a barrel that's blue and cold

Repeating the physical description of the handgun.

Ain't good for nothin'

Reiterating the perceived lack of value in the weapon.

But put a man six feet in a hole

Reemphasizing the lethal consequences of using the gun.


Mr. the Saturday night special

Restating the concept of the "Saturday night special."

And I'd like to tell you what you could do with it

Suggesting disdain for the weapon and its users.

And that's the end of the song

Conclusion of the song.

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