On the day we finally went outside
We dragged our knuckles into our eyes
And we offered up our last cigarettes to strangers
The station wagon with the megaphone on top
Voided the contracts of traffic cops
And our favorite TV shows were projected on buildings
Our favorite TV shows were projected on buildings

So pull out your compass and get out your map
For the citywide game of capture the flag
Everything went on sale in every store in the town
All the money you spend will be yours once again
The fireworks store had to buy a new floor
And we unscrewed the hinges off every door
And our whites got so much whiter

Yeah our whites got so much whiter
Yeah our whites got so much whiter
Yeah our whites got so much whiter

The mayors all threw up their arms
Said “you were right, we were wrong all along”
The smokestacks all got taped shut
And we all went to bed with our sailor suits on
The dead rose from the ground, the kids gathered ‘round
To see their thousand piece band bang their pots and their pans
And they all played your favorite song
They only played your favorite song

And every sunset silhouette was an Olympic ski jumper
Every sunset silhouette was an Olympic ski jumper


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