Holiday

Holiday, oh, holiday

And the best one of the year

Dozin' off underneath my sheets

While I cover both my ears

But if I wait for a holiday

Could it stop my fear?

To go away on a summer's day

Never seemed so clear


Holiday, still so far away

Our republic on the beach

I can't forget just how bad it gets

When I'm countin' on my tea


But if I wait for a holiday

Could it stop my fear?

To go away on a summer's day

Never seemed so clear


A vegetarian since the invasion

She'd never seen the word "bombs"

She'd never seen the word "bombs" blown-up

To 96 point Futura


She'd never seen an A.K.

In a yellowy Day-Glo display

A t-shirt so lovely it turned

All the history books grey


I got wheels, I got Cutter spray

And a healthy sense of worth

Half of me is the gasoline

But the other half's the surf


So if I wait for a holiday

Could it stop my fear?

To go away on a summer's day

Never seemed so clear