Saturday morning and it's time to go 

One day these could be the days but who could have known 

Loading in the back of a pickup truck 

Riding with the boys and pushing the luck 

Singing songs loud on the way to the game 

Wishing all the things could still be the same 

Chinese homeruns over the backstop 

Kakua on the ball and soda pop well... 



We used to laugh a lot 

But only because we thought 

That everything good always would remain 

Nothing's gonna change there's no need to complain 



Sunday morning and it's time to go 

Been raining all night so everybody knows 

Over to the field for tackle football 

Big hits, big hats, yeah give me the ball 

Rain is pouring, touchdown scoring 

Keep on rolling, never boring 

Karma, karma, karma chameleon 

We're talking kinda funny from helium 



We used to laugh a lot 

But only because we thought 

That everything good always would remain 

Nothing's gonna change there's no need to complain 



Monday morning and it's time to go 

Wet trunks and schoolbooks and sand on my toes 

Do anything you can to dodge the bus-stop blues 

Like driving a padiddle with a burnt-out fuse 

My best friend Kimi wants to go with you 

So meet her by the sugar mill after school 

My best friend Kimi wants to go with you 

Meet her by the sugar mill after school 



We used to laugh a lot 

But only because we thought 

That everything good always would remain 

We used to laugh a lot 

But only because we thought 

That everything good always would 

Everything good always would remain