I guess, God said,
It's time to let the little
people have the salad days
somebody cut the rain
let there be lawn chairs
in the shade for everyone
be sure to give it the works
the barbecues and the fireworks
and make certain the night
is fair for my lovers in pairs
I'll be behind the sun
now let these things be done
uh huh, it's one of those days
We had iced up beer
in the park with the picnic gear
uh huh, the salad days
between the hoots and shouts
we were knockin' a volleyball
around every which way
tan dads without no shirts
young things tucked under skirts
a baby girl whose face
is smirched with some dessert
bad boys hurtin' their bikes
shootin' for the world record
one of those days
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Now sometime later on
God peeked from behind
the sun,he said
Looks like it's all worked out
and I can rest a while
God had His Great Snooze
and through the trees
a sleepy breeze blew
it was one of those days
it was one of those days
it was one of those days