Holiday
Holiday, O, A Holiday!And the best one of the yearDozing off underneath my sheetsWhile I cover both my ears
But if I wait for a holiday could it ever stop my fear?To go away on a summer’s day never seemed so clear
Holiday, still so far awayOur republic on the beachI can’t forget just how bad it getsWhen I’m counting on my teeth
But if I wait for a holidayCould it stop my fear?To go away on a summer’s dayNever seemed so clear
A vegetarian since the invasionShe’d never seen the word BOMBSShe’d never seen the word BOMBS blown upTo 96 point FuturaShe’d never seen an AKIn a yellowy Day Glo displayA t-shirt so lovely it turned all the history books grey
I’ve got wheels, I’ve got cutter sprayAnd a healthy sense of worthHalf of me is the gasolineBut the other half’s the surfSo if I wait for a holiday could it stop my fear?To go away on a summer’s day never seemed so clear