Pa, parara, papa, Pa, parara, papa, Papa, parara, papa,
Sixty at twenty one The girl has risen the sun It's a white paint now the fog is gone
It's a bright, founded dawn (Hey) She lays down out on the And the new day And turns to confront the
And down, the little All away Don't it you want to cry all day? And gone, washed by the (Pa, parara, papa, pararara) (Pa, parara, papa, pararara) by the clouds (Pa, parara, papa, pararara) It's the land end and the day begins
"Is this normal?" She allowed As she through the crowd Through her And her strong perfume
It seems that life's not correct (Hey) the observation deck And she frozen in her bus seat All the way
And down, the little All locked Don't it make you to cry all day? And gone, washed by the (Pa, parara, papa, pararara) (Pa, parara, papa, pararara) Crushed by the (Pa, parara, papa, pararara) It's where the land end and the day Ooh
and flowers The crest fallen (Hey) The and hours yea As ours leaves
And down, the town (Pa, parara, papa, pararara) (Pa, parara, papa, pararara) All squared (Pa, parara, papa, pararara) Don't it make you to cry all day? And gone, washed by the (Pa, parara, papa, pararara) (Pa, parara, papa, pararara) Crushed by the (Pa, parara, papa, pararara) It's the land end and the day begins
And down, the town (Pa, parara, papa, pararara) (Pa, parara, papa, pararara) All away (Pa, parara, papa, pararara) Don't it you want to cry all day? And gone, yea (Pa, parara, papa, pararara) (Pa, parara, papa, pararara) (Pa, parara, papa, pararara) Yea, yea, yea (Pa, parara, papa, pararara) (Pa, parara, papa, pararara) it make you, cry, cry, cry all day Ooh