“It’s Saturday”, by Marcy Playground… the verses are lacking , but LOVE that chorus:
“cause i got some kind of disease
and there are no remedies
think i should stay in bed today
maybe tomorrow go out and play”
…
“should’ve listened when you said beware
of Horny Girls with New Jersey Hair”

(hair, an oft occurring euphemism for “Heroin”, in lyric / rhyme [i.e. Bowie, “Aint’ got not money, and i an’t got no hair”])

Recovering addicts understand. we don’t want to be sick; we don’t want to use, but there is no cure– at least– not the sort of cure, as a “remedy”, alluded in those verses. The turnabout is human nature: struggle-on in acrid survival.

and what the f is that part in the middle [of “It’s Saturday”]?… all the echo on the voice? what’s Wozniak saying there?

….

“ohh… and i never wanna leave…
ohh…. this place….
ohh…. and i always wanna be…
right here” (another tune, same album, “America”, track #2, Shapeshifter, Marcy Playground… and that’s a REALLY good one, should you wish to sample some M.P.)