The local rock group down the street is tryin' hard to learn their song.
They serenade the weekend squire who just came out to mow his lawn.
Another pleasant valley Sunday, charcoal burning ev'rywhere.
Rows of houses that are all the same and no one seems to care.
See Missus Gray, she's proud today because her roses are in bloom.
And Mister Green, he's so serene, he's got a TV in ev'ry room.
Another pleasant valley Sunday, here in status symbol land.
Mothers complain about how hard life is, and the kids just don't understand.
Creature comfort goals can only numb my soul, they make it hard for me to see.
Ah, my thoughts all seem to stray to places far away, I need a change of scenery.
Ta ta ta ta, ta ta ta ta, ta ta ta ta, ta ta ta ta. Ta ta ta ta, ta ta ta ta, ta ta ta ta, ta ta ta ta.
Another pleasant valley Sunday, charcoal burning ev'rywhere.
Another pleasant valley Sunday, here in status symbol land.
Another pleasant valley Sunday, another pleasant valley Sunday,
another pleasant valley Sunday, another pleasant valley Sunday.