Verse 1:
Wake up in the morning
Must make my bed
Brush all my teeth
Comb the hair on my head
Eat all my breakfast
My mom makes a fuss
Then rush out the door
Barely catching a bus
Filling my head with these figures and facts
When school is over
I take the bus back
The chores that are waiting
Just to be done
I thought being a kid would be fun
Chorus:
We need a vacation
From our daily vocation
Oh, oh, oh
It's not easy just being a kid
We're tired just thinking of all that we did
We need time away from
All the work and the hum-drum
Oh, oh, oh