Mudfootball

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 Ain't nothing 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 Ain't nothing 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 paddle with a burnt-out fuse My best friend Kimmy wants to go with you So meet her by the sugar mill after school My best friend Kimmy wants to go with you So 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