Eede/MacMichael
Little Johnny’s painting in his picture book
Pinning all his hopes on toy balloons
But no one taught him how to sing “Jerusalem” at school
Someone’s always dicking with the tunes
It’s a beautiful day for the children to play
(Isn’t that what this should be?)
It’s a beautiful world and you’re free as a bird
(Ain’t no bad thing to believe)
It’s a beautiful game and the rules never change
(Isn’t that what it should be?)
Isn’t this the garden of Gethsemane?
Isn’t this where all the children play?
Little Johnny’s painting pictures no one else will see
Who are we to rain on his parade?
It’s a beautiful day for the children to play
(Isn’t that what this should be?)
It’s a beautiful world and you’re free as a bird
(Ain’t no bad thing to believe)
It’s a beautiful game and the rules never change
(Isn’t that what this should be?)
You don’t have to suffer
Happiness in bundles hanging from tall trees
Ladders on the lawn for you and me, (Ain’t no bad thing)
Curtains drawn on windows of uncertain certainties
We don’t get these premises for free
It’s a beautiful day for the children to play
(Isn’t that what this should be?)
It’s a beautiful world and you’re free as a bird
(Ain’t no bad thing to believe)
It’s a beautiful game and the rules never change
(Isn’t that what this should be?)
Mother nature’s gift to you and me,
(Ain’t no bad thing)
Sooner or later I will see you or something When we talked in the night…
Kimle sikistigini siklemem ozunde bir beden Gozuyle ruhu bende kaltak tek sozumle silkelen Aklı bende…
Yine mi bir sabah kapıma gelecek Yine mi bin günah evime girecek Yine mi sersefil…
Bazen şu gölüme bir ateş düşer Sen o zaman benim gibi yanıyor musun Bazen kulaklarım…
Yo, I rearrange your wholesome change Complicate your vision and make the world look strange…
Walking in the garden, picking flowers in the sun Madeleine is on her own She…