A man came to drill holes in the afternoon |
| And by the evening |
| Most of the afternoon had gone |
| I seem to have slept through the morning |
| But in the afternoon |
| A morning is yet to come |
A girl came to help out in the kitchen |
| And by the evening |
| We found we were all washed up |
We ate on the lawn |
| With the insects |
| We burned incense |
| Most of the band turned up |
It was just one of those days |
| When the mind strays |
| One of those days |
| When everyone plays |
| One of those days |
| When everyone stays |
| And all of the dreaming goes on |
A woman arrived in a panic |
| With a picnic |
| Better to give than receive |
A man came to pick holes in the logic |
| He wore plastic |
| And shoes you would hardly believe |
The evening arrived |
| Slightly early like a pygmy |
| Chewing the wrong kind of leaves |
We ordered extra tea |
| Listened to XTC |
| Under a shady tree |
| Went back to bed at three |
| It was cool |
| As can be |
| (two sugars for me..) |
It was just one of those days |
| When the mind strays |
| When everyone plays |
| One of those days |
| When everyone stays |
| And all of the dreaming goes on |
| One of THOSE days. |