Tell your mom you need a day off
so we can play out in the rain
we'll catch a ride to the mall
go down to the arcade
cuz that's where all the cool kids hang
Tell your mom you need a day off
cuz i don't feel like school today
we'll ride out boards down the hill
and to the playground
where everything's okay
tell your mom that we'll be home late,
cuz building cabins in the woods is hard work
You always know that i'll be here
cuz summer time is coming near
my closest friend you'll always be
you are a home town kid like me...
Tell your mom to make us a lunch now
cuz we worked up an appitite
g.i. joes and karate matches in the backyard
where everythings alright
now i can see that things have changed
we've gone our seperate ways now
and it's not you and me anymore...
Why can't it be the way it was
where pain was only plastic guns
my closest friend i couldn't see
you are a million miles away
And i guess i'll hold my breath
there is no harm in hoping for change
And i guess i'll hold my breath
there is no harm in hoping for change
And i guess i'll hold my breath
there is no harm in hoping for change
And i guess i'll hold my breath