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