over of sighs
to rest my eyes in shades of green
under dreamin’ spires
to itchycoo park that’s where i’ve been
pre
what did you do there
i got high
what did you feel there
well i cried
but why the tears there
i’ll tell you why
it’s all too beautiful
it’s all too beautiful
it’s all too beautiful
it’s all too beautiful
i feel inclined to blow my mind
get hung up feed the ducks with a bun
they all come out to groove about
be nice and have fun in the sun
tell you what i’ll do what will you do
i’d like to go there now with you
you can miss out school won’t that be cool
why go to learn the words of fools
pre
what will we do there
we’ll get high
what will we touch there
we’ll touch the sky
but why the tears then
i’ll tell you why
it’s all too beautiful
it’s all too beautiful
it’s all too beautiful
it’s all too beautiful
i feel inclined to blow my mind
get hung up feed the ducks with a bun
they all come out to groove about
be nice and have fun in the sun
it’s all too beautiful
it’s all too beautiful
it’s all too beautiful
ha it’s all too beautiful
it’s all too beautiful
it’s all too beautiful
it’s all too beautiful
it’s all too beautiful
Artist: Small Faces
Year: 1967
Decade: 60s
Language: en
Word Count: 88