The sun is shining on full blast, it's garbage
day, Air in my tires and all my cares are far
away, I'm looking like a million bucks,
feeling good and sort of frisky, Plus enough money
in my pocket for a quart of whisky.

Tattooed teardrops, confetti, I've learned to
trust my animal instincts, when farmer's fields
turn to dust, This is the day we've been waiting
for all our lives, So let's write letters
to our parents and call our wives.

Raise the flag, let's take a drive and raise our
voices, Celebrate our differences, Build a
bridge and praise our choices, There's babies crying
and it makes it hard to go to sleep, Some days are
throw aways, and others you're supposed to keep.

Time waits for none of us, even though my watch is
slow, And nothing's for certain but I'm
searching for Sasquatch, And you know what? The
unknown is all part of the plan, For a runaway
soul and a hard loving man.

Protest, I've had it up to here, see ya, get
lost! This is what we think of your ideas,
Protest, we're not gonna take it, we've been
through it, so make a wish and break it in two.
Protest, I've had it up to here, see ya, get
lost! This is what we think of your ideas,
Protest, we're not gonna take it, we've been
through it, so make a wish and break it in two.

New beginning, I've washed my hands and made my
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my head, I'm getting kinda bored with the same
old cheese and crackers, My plan's all
inside-out, my reason's backwards.

Some new air in my lungs, Is what the doctor
ordered, but being exposed makes me feel kinda
awkward, sort of, Give me a shot in the arm first,
the clock's ticking, I'm watching the water
boil, I like to let the plot thicken.

I'm ear to ear with good intentions and
vibrations, I'm on fire, sometimes I conspire
with Vaughn Squire, Sometimes we go alone, over
hills and through the sewers, Trying to keep cut edges sharp and
learn a few new maneuvers.

The whole world is drying up, And everybody's
eyes are red, it's hard to see or even try to guess
at what lies ahead, But you know what? The unknown is
all part of the plan, For a runaway soul and a
hard loving man.

Protest, I've had it up to here, see ya, get
lost! This is what we think of your ideas,
Protest, we're not gonna take it, we've been
through it, so make a wish and break it in two.
Protest, I've had it up to here, see ya, get
lost! This is what we think of your ideas,
Protest, we're not gonna take it, we've been
through it, so make a wish and break it in two.

Protest!