Ottoman

Holiday oh holiday

And the best one of the year

Dozin 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

Our republic on the beach

I can't forget

Just how bad it gets

When I'm counting on my tea

But if I wait for a holiday

Could it stop my fear

To go away on a summer's day

Never seemed so clear

A vegetarian since the invasion

She'd never seen the word bombs

She'd never seen the word

Bombs blown-up

To 96 point Futura

She'd never seen an A K

In a yellowy Day-Glo display

A t-shirt so lovely it turned

All the history books grey

I got wheels I 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