Small Faces - Itchycoo Park
Tekst en muziek: Steve Marriott en Ronnie Lane
(1967)






Over bridge of sighs to rest my eyes
In shades of green
Under dreaming spires, to Itchycoo park
That’s where I’ve been



What did you do there
I got high
What did you feel there
Well I cried
But why the tears there
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
While I search for fun in the sun



I 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



What do we do there
We’ll get high
What will we touch there
We’ll touch the sky
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
While I search for 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, it’s all too beautiful
It’s all too beautiful









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