Holiday, O, A Holiday! 
And the best one of the year 
Dozing off underneath my sheets 
While I cover both my ears 

But if I wait for a holiday, could it stop my fear? 
To go away on a summer's day, never seemed so clear

Holiday, still so far away <br />
Our republic on the beach <br />
I can't forget just how bad it gets <br />
When I'm counting on my teeth <br />
<br />
But if I wait for a holiday, could it stop my fear? 
To go away on a summer's day, never seemed so clear <br 

A vegetarian since the invasion <br />
She'd never seen the word BOMBS <br />
She'd never seen the word BOMBS blown up <br />
To 96 point Futura <br />
She'd never seen an AK 
In a yellowy Day Glo display 
A t-shirt so lovely it turned all the history books grey 

I've got wheels, I've got cutter spray
And a healthy sense of worth
Half of me is the gasoline
But the other half's the surf
So if I wait for a holiday, could it stop my fear?
To go away on a summer's day, never seemed so clear



                          Thanks to Sue for correcting these lyrics