we packed it in and we called it a day
and laid to rest what might have been
you can't believe how easy it seems
but then you run back with hope again
with hope again

please just give me a little satisfaction with some tears
a little pain from your heart of tin
she laughs "here, let me draw
a little diagram to make it all clear
exactly where you fit in"

"you see this bovine here with its tummy hangin' low
its been put out to pasture in the fields?
yes, my love, that's your name on that little cowbell
i spent a little time to make this comic book look real"

looks like a cow cow but you said it might as well be me
it's a cow cow but you said it might as well be me

it's a cow but you said it might as well be me
it's a cow cow, it's a cow cow yeah

we called it a day, called it a day
called it a day, called it a day

if it's just a matter of time before a wound starts to heal
then by my watch we should be all stitched up
so now a smile is a smile and a kiss can be a kiss
isn't that right? everything's fine? no?
oh? it's so nice to be back home

there is no place like home

chorus

where a lover's hug turns into small pats on the back
and a quilt has more warmth than body heat
where kisses can be blown to save a walk across the room
and trading smiles saved for the one with the tiny feet
for the one with the tiny feet

(where walking upstairs is like ascending up to heaven
to catch a glimpse of where we used to sleep
well down in the basement is my little fox hut
i play it safe and i don't make a peep)

chorus

we packed it in and we called it a day
and laid to rest what might have been
you can't believe how easy it seems
but then you run back with hope again

Luis Resto - vocal, keyboards, accordian, violin ... Mario Resto - guitar, backing voice ... Paul Nowinski - electric bass ... Keith LeBlanc - drums ... Joe Mazzola - guitar ... Rafael Barata - percussio ... Rayce Biggs - trumpet ... Herschel Boone - backing voice