San Francisco Bay, past pier thirty-nine
Early PM, can't remember what time
Got the waiting cab stopped at the red light
Address, unsure of but it turned out just right

It started straight off, "coming here is Hell"
That's his first words, we asked what he meant
He said, "Where you from?" we told him a lot
We take a holiday, is this what you want?

To have a nice day
Have a nice day
Have a nice day
Have a nice day

Lie around all day, have a drink to chase
Yourself and tourists, yeah, that's what I hate
He said, "We're going wrong", we've all become the same
We dress the same ways, only our accents change

So have a nice day
Have a nice day
Have a nice day
Have a nice day

Swim in the ocean, that be my dish
I drive around all day and kill processed fish
It's all money gum, no artists anymore
You're only in it now to it make more, more and more

So have a nice day
Have a nice day
Have a nice day
Have a nice day

Have a nice day
Have a nice day
Have a nice day
Have a nice day
Have a nice day

Copyright: Universal Music Publishing Group
Writer(s): Kelly Jones, Richard Mark Jones, Stuart Cable