Buffalo Springfield - Everydays lyrics
[Buffalo Springfield - Everydays lyrics]
Every day's a killing time
Sun coming up outside
No men are born this time
Saturday's child stays home
Nothing to say, so wrong
Well, well, well another day
Well, well, well another day
Grocery store, ten bucks
Just making change for plastic cherries
Up in a tree, a jay bird
Yelling at me, no words
Everyone looks, can't see
Can't be ignored easily
Well, well, well another day
Well, well, well another day
Soft within the wayward things
Of ecstasy, the sound of trees
Most any breeze, what a baby sees
Beautiful face, alright many a place uptight
Old woman there with red shoes
A million balloons, all hues
Drive in the hills, forget your fear
Getting it out of second gear
Well, well, well another day
Well, well, well another day
Soft within the wayward things
Of ecstasy, the sound of trees
Most any breeze, what a baby sees