It's endless summer once again and everything is fine
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Save for a small concern about the rising water line
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We've junked our monkey suits
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We're heading west and searching for the country life
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One evening spent in digging out the tent we used last time
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We don't do coke we only smoke what we smoked in our prime
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And it was at this show, some years ago
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That Janice said she'd be my wife
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FESTIVAL!
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Just sitting here there's nothing different from those student days
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Except the house, the car, the kids, the golf, the job that pays
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And life has done its trick
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Our waists are thick but never mind our hair is thin
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Although it must be said the food is bad and full of flies
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It's great to be back here with Van and Bob and all the guys
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A special thanks must go to farmer Jones
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Who really owns the shit we're in
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FESTIVAL!
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We're all stuck in time, like the ticking of a clock
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