Psychotica Macarthur Park
Spring was never waiting for us,
Still it rain one step ahead
As we followed in the dance
Between the parted pages,
We were pressed
In loves hot fevered iron like a
Striped pair of paints
MacArthur Park is melting
In the dark
All the sweet green icing
Flowing down
Someone left the cake
Out in the rain
I don’t think that I can take it
Cuz it took so long to bake it
And I’ll never have that recipe again
I recall the yellow cotton dress
Foaming like a wave on the ground
Beneath your knees
Birds like tender babies in your hand
And the old men playing
Chinese checkers
‘Neath the trees
There’ll be another song for me
And I will sing it
There’ll be another dream for me
Someone will bring it
I will drink the wine
While it’s warm
And never let you catch me
Looking at the sun -
And after the loves of my life
You’ll still be the one
And I’ll ask myself why - why
(Repeat chorus)
