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