They put the chairs out on the lawn Grandma's got her new dress on There's fresh flowers on Grandpa's grave And Junior smells of aftershave
Oh boy, hey hey, it's a national holiday
Everything's ready for the big parade The mayor's got his place in the shade We can't wait 'till the sun goes down Lie on the hill at the edge of town By the presidential proclamation Is blasting out across the nation And Mad Dog and his band of jerks Are lighting off the fireworks
Oh boy, hey hey, it's a national holiday, it's a national holiday