Birds sing, "There`s not a cloud in the sky
August 8th is a beautiful day"
I see a bunch of hippies crying
"Yeah, August 8th is a beautiful day"

Like waking up from a real bad dream
Suddenly everything is okay
The storm has passed, the sun is shining
Yeah, August 8th is a beautiful day

What`s goin` on, what`s goin` on?
Is something bummin` your scene?
There`s something wrong, there`s something wrong
I`m not trying to be mean

The air is sweet, the summer flower`s bloomin`
Nowhere inside is there anything gray
Feelings of joy are healing the street
Yeah, August 8th is a beautiful day

Like waking up from a f**ked up dream
Suddenly everything`s looking good
There`s been no permanent damage done
Yeah, August 8th came right when it should

What`s goin` on, what`s goin` on?
Is something bummin` your scene?
There`s something wrong, there`s something wrong
I`m not trying to be mean

Poor Jeff, poor little Timmy Turtle
Staying home on such a beautiful day