Birds sing there s not a cloud in the sky Yeah, August 8th is a beautiful day I see a bunch of hippies crying yeah August 8th is a beautiful day Like waking up from a real bad dream Suddenly everything is ok The storm has passed the sun is shining Yeah August 8th is a beautiful day What s goin on what s goin on Is something bummin your scene? There s something wrong, There s something wrong I m not trying to be mean The air is sweet the summer flowers bloomin nowhere in sight is anything gray
Feelings of joy are filling the street yeah August 8th is beautiful day Like waking up from a fucked up dream, suddenly everything s looking good There s been no permanent damage done Yeah August 8th came right when it should
Poor Jeff, poor little Timmy turtle Staying home on such a beautiful day
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