Paroles de A Fine Day For A Parade
Mrs. Carver says she's sorryShe knows enough to worry
But what does she know about crime?
Believes the town is sinking
The price of forward thinking
You stay up all night half the time
Racking your mind
Alone at night
While all the neighbors sleep tight
Years ago she lost her daughter
Off to a sacred order
Where they get stoned and work the earth
Clears up her head with bourbon
Cause beer is so suburban
And declasse for what it's worth
She drinks it down down down
For all of the old old days
She's thinking of it now
It's nice to get away
But what a fine day for a parade
She stays up mending curtains
Until her fingers hurt, and
You can get so bored of it all She drinks it down down down
For all of the old old days
She's thinking of it now
It's nice to get away
But what a fine day for a parade
Alone at night
While all the neighbors sleep tight
Years ago she lost her daughter
Off to a sacred order
Where they get stoned and work the earth
Clears up her head with bourbon
Cause beer is so suburban
And declasse for what it's worth
She drinks it down down down
For all of the old old days
She's thinking of it now
It's nice to get away
But what a fine day for a parade
She stays up mending curtains
Until her fingers hurt, and
You can get so bored of it all She drinks it down down down
For all of the old old days
She's thinking of it now
It's nice to get away
But what a fine day for a parade
Collingwood, Chris / Schlesinger, Adam
© EMI Music Publishing, Universal Music Publishing Group
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