One big holiday

One big holiday Lyrics

"Wakin' up, feeling, Good & limber,
When the telephone, it ring.
Was a bad man from California,
Tellin' of a stone he'd bring.

And of, better days,
From this town, we'd escape,
If we, holler loud, and make our way,
We'd all live, One Big Holiday.

So we listened &, Up the river,
And recorded all the sounds,
Was some shakin' & some, record playing,
All the leather kids were loud."