Waste Of Aces Perfect Day
Well the world is burning under ultraviolet rays
From the noonday sun
And with this gentle breeze a blowin'
There is just no way of knowing exactly what's just begun
And though she's far from perfection
She can sense the resurrection in this lump of clay
And although there's just no way of knowing
All the signs seem to be showing it will be a perfect day
A perfect day
No-no-no-nooo
And she don't know why
The sunlight makes her cry
On this sunny day
A perfect day
No-no-no-nooo
And she must confess
She no longer feels hopeless
On this sunny day
The clouds are drifting
And the summer sand is shifting underneath her feet
And the winds are gently rolling
While the children are cajoling what they see inside of meat
And though she's far from perfection
She can sense the resurrection in this lump of clay
And although there's just no way of knowing
All the signs seem to be showing it will be a perfect day
A perfect day
No-no-no-nooo
And she's not sure how
She wound up here just now
From so far away
A perfect day
No-no-nooo
And she's not afraid
To come out of the shade
On this sunny day
Well the world is burning under ultraviolet rays
From the noonday sun
And with this gentle breeze a blowin'
There is just no way of knowing exactly what's just begun
And though she's far from perfection
She can sense the resurrection in this lump of clay
And although there's just no way of knowing
All the signs seem to be showing it will be a perfect day
A perfect day
No-no-no-nooo
And she don't know why
The sunlight makes her cry
On this sunny day
A perfect day
No-no-no-nooo
And she must confess
She no longer feels hopeless
On this sunny day
A perfect day
No-no-no-nooo
And she's not sure how
She wound up here just now
From so far away
A perfect day
No-no-nooo
And she's not afraid
To come out of the shade
On this sunny day
