Gardening clothes on Thursday night

The rabbits chew and run from fright

So the lettuce sleeps in peace to-night

These new birds sing like telephone rings

And we just stay inside with our default lives

Newspaper lands at the door

Wet from the sprinkler it drips on the floor

The midday passes me by

Hello, good evening, the news anchor smiles

The nighttime city glows

With shopping malls and other stores

Our song’s on the radio

Phones at our fingеrs and paint on our toes

We’re so happy in our party clothеs and default lives

I’m so happy in my party clothes and default life