di Lennon
JOHN LENNON
Three, four
Well, everybody’s talking and no one says a word
Everybody’s making love and no one really cares
There’s matches in the bathroom, just below the stairs
Always something happening and nothing going on
There’s always something cooking and nothing in the pot
They’re starving back in China so finish what you got
Nobody told me there’d be days like these
Nobody told me there’d be days like these
Nobody told me there’d be days like these
Strange days indeed
Strange days indeed
Everybody’s runnin’ and no one makes a move
Well, everybody’s a winner
And nothing left to lose
There’s a little yellow idol to the north of Katmandu
Everybody’s flying and no one leaves the ground
Well, everybody’s crying and no one makes a sound
There’s a place for us in movies
You just gotta lay around
Nobody told me there’d be days like these
Nobody told me there’d be days like these
Nobody told me there’d be days like these
Strange days indeed
Most peculiar, mama…