Well, do you ever get the feeling
That the story’s too damn real
And in the present tense?
Or that everybody’s on the stage
And it seems like you’re the only
Person sitting in the audience?
Skating away, skating away, skating away
On the thin ice of the new day
Why don’t we turn the clock to zero honey
I’ll sell the stock we’ll spend all the money
We’re starting up a brand new day
Turn the clock all the way back
I wonder if she’ll take me back
I’m thinking in a brand new way
Turn the clock to zero sister
You’ll never know how much I missed her
I’m starting up a brand new day
It’s such a change
For us to live so independently
Freedom, you see, has got our hearts singing so joyfully
Just look about
You owe it to yourself to check it out
Can’t you feel a brand new day?
Can’t you feel a brand new day?
Can’t you feel a brand new day?
Can’t you feel a brand new day?
I can’t live, if living is without you,
I can’t live, I can’t give anymore.
I can’t live, if living is without you,
I can’t give, I can’t give anymore.
Gee I’d like to see you looking swell, baby.
Diamond bracelets Woolworth doesn’t sell, baby.
Till that lucky day you know darned well, baby.
I can’t give you anything but love.
Lucy in the sky with diamonds
Lucy in the sky with diamonds
Lucy in the sky with diamonds
Ah
Follow her down to a bridge by a fountain
Where rocking horse people eat marshmallow pies
Everyone smiles as you drift past the flowers
That grow so incredibly high
A kiss on the hand may be quite continental
But diamonds are a girl’s best friend
A kiss may be grand but it won’t pay the rental
On your humble flat
Or help you at the Automat
Don’t tell the queen that’s what you’ve seen
Or tell her what we’ve said
We’re painting the roses red
Yes, painting the roses red
Not pink
Not green
Not aquamarine
We’re painting the roses red
I want some red roses for a blue lady,
Mister Florist, take my order please.
We had a silly quarrel the other day,
I hope these pretty flowers, chase her blues away.
So I’m back to the velvet underground
Back to the floor that I love
To a room with some lace and paper flowers
Back to the gypsy that I was
To the gypsy that I was
And it all comes down to you
Well, you know that it does, well
Lightning strikes maybe once, maybe twice
Oh and it lights up the night
And you see your gypsy
You see your gypsy
Gypsies, tramps, and thieves,
We’d hear it from the people of the town,
They’d call us gypsies, tramps, and thieves.
But every night all the men would come around,
And lay their money down.
Yeah, down by the river
Down by the banks of the river Charles
(Aw, that’s what’s happenin’ baby)
That’s where you’ll find me
Along with lovers, muggers, and thieves
Take me to the river, and wash me down,
Won’t you cleanse my soul, get my feet on the ground,
I don’t know why you treated me so bad,
Look at all these things that we could have had,
Love is a notion that I wont forget,
My sweet sixteen now I never regret…