Holiday - Live from Bonnaroo 2014

Holiday, O, A Holiday
 And the best one of the year
 Dozing off underneath my sheets
 While I cover both my ears
 But if I wait for a holiday
 Could it stop my fear?
 To go away on a summer's day
 Never seemed so clear
 Holiday, still so far away
 Our republic on the beach
 I can't forget just how bad it gets
 When I'm counting on my teeth
 But if I wait for a holiday
 Could it stop my fear?
 To go away on a summer's day
 Never seemed so clear
 A vegetarian since the invasion
 She'd never seen the word "Bombs"
 She'd never seen the word "Bombs" blown up
 To 96 point Futura
 She'd never seen an AK
 In a yellow day-glo display
 T-shirt so lovely, it turned all the history books grey
 I've got wheels, I've got cutter spray
 And a healthy sense of worth
 Half of me is the gasoline
 But the other half's the surf
 So, if I wait for a holiday, could it stop my fear?
 To go away on a summer's day never seemed so clear