Lyric Mr. E s Beautiful Blues

The smokestack is spitting black soot into the sunny sky
The load on the road brings a tear to the Indian s eye
The elephant won t forget what it s like inside his cage
The ringmaster s telecaster sings on an empty stage

God damn right, it s a beautiful day
God damn right, it s a beautiful day

The girl with the curls and the sweet big ribbon in her hair
She s crawling out the window cause her daddy just don t care
Come on!

God damn right, it s a beautiful day
God damn right, it s a beautiful day

The clown with the frown driving down to the sidewalk fair
Finger on the trigger I tell you he is quite a scare

God damn right, it s a beautiful day
God damn right, it s a beautiful day

The kids fit their lids when their heads hear that crazy sound
Their neighbour digs the flavour still he s moving to another town
And I don t believe he ll come back

God damn right, it s a beautiful day
God damn right, it s a beautiful day

And I don t know how you re taking all the shit you see
You don t believe anyone but most of all openly agree

God damn right, it s a beautiful day
God damn right, it s a beautiful day