Saturday mornin' and it's time to go

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

Loadin' in the back of a pickup truck

Ridin' with the boys and pushin' the luck

Singin' songs loud on the way to the game

Wishin' all the things could still be the same

Chinese home runs 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 gonna change there's no need to complain Sunday mornin' and it's time to go

Been rainin' all night so everybody knows

Over to the field for tackle football

Big hits, big hats, yeah give me the ball

Rain is pourin', touchdown scorin'

Keep on rollin', never borin'

Karma, karma, karma chameleon

We're talkin' kinda funny from helium, well We used to laugh a lot

But only because we thought

That everything good always would remain

Nothing gonna change there's no need to complain Monday mornin' 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 drivin' 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, mmm mmm