Saturday's child stays home
Grocery store, ten bucks
Sun coming up outside
Drive over hills, forget your fear
Up in a tree, jaybird
Well, well, well
No men are born this time
Nothing to say so long
Beautiful face, alright
Another day
The sound of trees
Old woman there with red shoes
Another day
Just making change for plastic cherries
Many a place, out of sight
Soft within the wayward things
Well, well, well
We can't be ignored easily
Most anything
Another day
Laughing at me, no word
Getting it out of second gear
Well, well, well
Well, well, well
Another day
Well, well, well
One million balloons, all used
Like ecstasy
Another day
Everyone looks, you can't see
Well, well, well
Another day
What a baby sees
Well, well, well
Another day
Well, well, well
