Small Faces - Lazy Sunday
(1968)






Wouldn’t it be nice, to get on with me neighbours
But they make it very clear, they’ve got no room for ravers
They stop me from groovin’, they bang on me wall
They doing me crust in, it’s no good at all, ah



Lazy Sunday afternoon
I’ve got no mind to worry
I close my eyes and drift away



Here we all are sittin’ in a rainbow
Gore blimey, “Hello Mrs. Jones, how’s old Bert’s lumbago”
“He mustn’t grumble”
I’ll sing you a song with no words and no tune
To sing in your party, while you souse at the moon, oh yeah



Lazy Sunday afternoon
I’ve got no mind to worry
Close my eyes and drift away, yah



Root-de-doo-de-doo
Root-de-doot-de doy di
Root-de doot de dum
Root-de-dee-de-doo dee
There’s no one to hear me, there’s nothing to say
And no one can stop me, from feelin’ this way, yeah



Lazy Sunday afternoon
I’ve got no mind to worry
Close my eyes and drift away



Lazy Sunday afternoon
I’ve got no mind to worry
Close my eyes and drift a...
Close my eyes and drift away
Close my eyes and drift away









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