Holiday Makers Lyrics

Holiday Makers - Sainthood Reps

You parked in your garage

And closed the door behind you

And then you turned on the ignition

You opened all your windows wide

And closed your eyes

You loosened up your tie, not calling in sick

There's a million people just like you

Waiting for a way to escape all the stress

You want the quiet life on the company dime

The corporate giant falls and hits the Atlantic

Where's your daughter now?

Where's your daughter now?

You rode a tidal wave to work today

Must have been early 'cause nobody was there

It hit so hard that they all went on holiday

Only to find their loved ones drowned

It took your home away washed it in the sea

It built your house for you on the ocean floor

It's visible from New York City

Where's your daughter now?

Where's your daughter now?

Everything is fine, everything is just fine

When I look up at the sky I notice that I am made up

Of everything that makes up the heaven and the stars

The comets and the cars and the water floating 'round

Everything is fine, everything is just fine

When I look up at the sky I notice that I am made up

Of everything that makes up the heaven and the stars

The comets and the cars and the water floating 'round

Everything is fine, everything is just fine

When I look up at the sky I notice that I am made up

Of everything that makes up the heaven and the stars

The comets and the cars and the water floating 'round

Everything is fine, everything is just fine

When I look up at the sky I notice that I am made up

Of everything that makes up the heaven and the stars

The comets and the cars and the water floating 'round

Everything is fine, everything is just fine

Everything is fine, everything is just fine

Everything is fine, everything is just fine

Everything is fine, everything is just fine