Don’t you know what time it is? It’s the new time All disciples gathering by the boats But your revolution is chasing its tail, You love to take the wind out of my sail But not this time
In between commercial breaks It’s a new war. Men with books have run away to the coast All the ladies quit calling them back And starting plotting a counter attack You foolish animals!
She’s out in the park conducting the birds Trying to remember which bicycle’s hers, Filling her pockets with handfuls of dirt It’s amazing Out in the park
For sale, forgetfulness, At a new price I saw it advertised on T.V. But all the children were busy outside, Building sandcastles skyscraper-high You foolish animals!
She’s out in the park, conducting the birds Trying to remember which bicycle’s hers, Filling her pockets with handfuls of dirt It’s amazing Out in the park
By way of the dark... The summer sun will be ours...
Out in the park, fight the war! What are your hearts and your wheelbarrows for? Lean on me man, I don’t keep score!
Out in the park conducting the birds Covering France with the trail of her skirt! Singing a sermon to beautiful earth... Out in the parkTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
