The Best Days of Your Life
An old-time nostalgic, folksy singalong that looks at the way that parents always tell their children about how they should enjoy their childhood. Relating old school uniforms to current fashions, it seems as much about conformity as a nostalgia tale. Singalong chorus with child's voice in the mix.
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Lyrics
The Best Days Of Your Life
Sunday night, time to scrub things bright
Saving the water for the next in line
The radio is throwing up,"Something Simple's" up
If this is growing up I'd rather die
Monday morning, the kids are yawning
Dressed in fawn and blue-striped ties
Shelter from the storm, safety in a uniform
Double-quick into single file
Nice little badges, nice little ties
Nice little blazers too
Nice little half-truths, nice little lies
These are the best days of your life
One day you'll look back and you'll see
We were looking out for you
And you'll be telling your kids
Just like we did
You'll look fine dressed to the nines
In nice little badges, nice little ties
Nice little blazers too
Nice little half-truths, nice little lies
These are the best days of your life
Friday night, time to scrub things bright
Different teams but the same old game
Living for the weekend, going off the deep-end
We're all grown still we wear the same
Nice little badges, nice little ties
Nice little blazers too
Nice little half-truths, nice little lies
These are the best days of your life
The Best Days Of Your Life
Sunday night, time to scrub things bright
Saving the water for the next in line
The radio is throwing up,"Something Simple's" up
If this is growing up I'd rather die
Monday morning, the kids are yawning
Dressed in fawn and blue-striped ties
Shelter from the storm, safety in a uniform
Double-quick into single file
Nice little badges, nice little ties
Nice little blazers too
Nice little half-truths, nice little lies
These are the best days of your life
One day you'll look back and you'll see
We were looking out for you
And you'll be telling your kids
Just like we did
You'll look fine dressed to the nines
In nice little badges, nice little ties
Nice little blazers too
Nice little half-truths, nice little lies
These are the best days of your life
Friday night, time to scrub things bright
Different teams but the same old game
Living for the weekend, going off the deep-end
We're all grown still we wear the same
Nice little badges, nice little ties
Nice little blazers too
Nice little half-truths, nice little lies
These are the best days of your life