There may come a day When all your favorite things Just seem to disappear And you may start to think That you're kind of not welcome here Someday the sun will explode Catastrophic change for sure And I won't be singing I won't be singing about it And you know it's going to be another crazy summer I just hope I get to see that river once again Wild fires and riots and Predictions of apocalypse And whether you like it or not I'll be singing about it Mmm mmm mmm mmm mmm mmm Well I'm taking it easy now I like the comfort life I ain't no fashion victim I just like the comfort life Socks and sandals Elasticated corduroys Well that's how all the cool kids roll now anyway Yeah that's how all the cool kids roll now anyway Mmm mmm mmm mmm mmm mmm