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 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'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, yeah      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 pa diddle with a burnt-out fuse      Well, 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