作词 : Fat Mike
Birds sing, "There's not a cloud in the skyAugust 8th is a beautiful day"
I see a bunch of hippies crying"Yeah, August 8th is a beautiful day"
Like waking up from a real bad dream
Suddenly everything is okay
The storm has passed, the sun is shining
Yeah, August 8th is a beautiful day
What's goin' on, what's goin' on?
Is something bummin' your scene?
There's something wrong, there's something wrong
I'm not trying to be mean
The air is sweet, the summer flower's bloomin'
Nowhere inside is there anything gray
Feelings of joy are healing the street
Yeah, August 8th is a beautiful day
Like waking up from a fucked up dream
Suddenly everything's looking good
There's been no permanent damage done
Yeah, August 8th came right when it should
What's goin' on, what's goin' on?
Is something bummin' your scene?
There's something wrong, there's something wrong
I'm not trying to be mean
Poor Jeff, poor little 
Timmy Turtle
Staying home on such a beautiful day