The fields of life are burning
The children running free
And every word and every sound
Was made for you and me
A bank holiday weekend
With nothing much to do
There's not a moment wasted
When it's only me and you
Chorus:
It's a chance to live, a chance to laugh
Escape from any sorrow
We can stay up really late
And call in sick tomorrow
You fell asleep on the
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