Owen McMahon - Saturday Night in CT Lyrics

Well it's Saturday night in CT
You're feeling kinda low
You wanna go out and try to get lucky
But there aint no place to go
It's Saturday night in CT
You cut the grass all goddamn day
Come home and just turn on the TV
And dream about moving away

But your belief will break so easily, and fold to reasoned inquiries
It leaves you broken busting at the seams
Cuz you can't save much cash, you see, or embark on no odyssey
In debt and dire need of gasoline

And it's Saturday night in CT
They're off work in Boston now
Everybody here is thinking 'bout leaving
But my mind is on getting out
It's Saturday night in CT
Striking midnight on the Metro-North
Things around here getting sleepy
I wonder what it's like tonight in New York

But pure escape just isn't good enough, it's meaningless, it's giving up
Maybe move away but that aint all you need
And this world fills up my head with doubt that if these dreams can't get me out
It'll be too late to leave by any means

From a mythless generation
Of remakes and unrealized dreams
This fear aint my boss no more, babe
No more maintenance life for me
Tonight my soul's got a trace of transcendence
There's something here and I believe
It's more than hope, relocation and pipe dreams
And hungry Saturday nights in CT