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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Dexter Holland
Guitar
Greg Kriesel
Bass
Kevin Wasserman
Guitar
Ron Welthy
Drums
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Bryan Keith Holland
Songwriter
Greg Kriesel
Composer
Kevin Wasserman
Composer
Ronald Welty
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Brendan O'Brien
Producer
Billy Joe Bowers
Additional Engineer
Dave Dominguez
Assistant Engineer
Eddy Schreyer
Mastering Engineer
Karl Egsieker
Assistant Mixing Engineer
Nick DiDia
Recording Engineer
Ross Garfield
Drum Technician
Ryan Williams
Assistant Mixing Engineer
Steve Masi
Guitar Technician
Lyrics
If I had a perfect day
I would have it start this way
Open up the fridge and have a tall boy, yeah
Then I'd meet up with my friends
Head out to the game again
We don't even really care who wins
(Hey) wins (hey), one, two, three
Now, excitement seems to grow when we're hangin' with the bros
When we're chillin' and we pound a case of Stroh's
Now the game is cool to see, you can "High 5" on TV
Count the riot on the one, two, three
Operation is in sight and the field is open wide
When you break it, then you know you're still alive
If the cops don't make you pay and you make your getaway
Then you know that's one fine day (hey)
On that day before we're through
We could torch a car or two
Then have ourselves another tall boy, yeah
Water hoses and batons
That's the real game that's on
I don't really give a shit who wins
(Hey) wins (hey), one, two, three
Now, excitement seems to grow when we're hangin' with the bros
When we're chillin' and we pound a case of Stroh's
Now the game is cool to see, you can "High 5" on TV
Count the riot on the one, two, three
Operation is in sight and the field is open wide
When you break it, then you know you're still alive
If the cops don't make you pay, and you make your getaway
Then you know that's one fine day (hey)
I believe it's my God-given right
To destroy everything in my sight
'Cause it never gets dull, it never gets old (whoa)
The only thing it gets is more bold (whoa)
Drinkin', fightin', goin' to the game (whoa, whoa)
In our world, it's a way to stay sane (whoa)
If you're asking me to have it my way (whoa, whoa)
I'd say that's one fine day (whoa)
Now, excitement seems to grow when we're hangin' with the bros
When we're chillin' and we pound a case of Stroh's
Now the game is cool to see, you can "High 5" on TV
Count the riot on the one, two, three
Operation is in sight and the field is open wide
When you break it, then you know you're still alive
If the cops don't make you pay, and you make your getaway
Then you know that's one fine day
Then you know that's one fine day
(Now) hey-hey, hey-hey
Writer(s): Bryan Holland
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