The day the Casuals went abroad
Was neither typical, nor all that odd
I swear to God
Here's a few of the highlights for you:

I rose a little late, and drove like hell
I really should have known they'd be late as well
Picked up the mini-van in Hyannis
Crossed the Sagamore; and smoked a big fatty

Traffic was clear, so clear, we stopped for a beer,
Waiting for our departure
Got to the gate, not late, stlll feeling great
Waiting for our departure
Missed the smell of things going too well

At the terminal, I got confused
Checked in the merchandise,
But not my bass, which got mis-placed
I sure wished I had it later

Went through security; I never learn
Gave the guy my driver's license, never to return
I sure wished I had it later
Made a couple calls, but had no luck

On changing planes, my pain was assuaged
At the Stage Deli at Newark Airport
Who would have guessed - the best pastrami on earth
Right there at the Newark Airport
Ate one slow, and took one to go
The day the Casuals went to Sweden

Later that night, when I thought I might like a bite
there was my second sandwich
And since that day, whether I'm home or away
I still keep a backup sandwich
Near my heart, which I learned in part
The day the Casuals went to Sweden