songs of the sumday
full lyrics:
I've done mornings
from Manhattan to West Hollywood
champagne brunch
to breakfast served in bed
coffee French-pressed ooh-la-la
Eggs Benedict whooped-ee-doo-da
with company as cuckoo as the spread
but if tomorrow's movie's mine to make
I'd sure like to have wild birds
sing me awake
I've heard the blare of bugles
soundin' reveille
I'll trade it for the Blue Jay's
sharp "Whee-dee-le-lee"
I know the grind of gettin' up
to a city radio show
gimme instead that "Caw" of Mr. Crow
the scent of sizzlin' butter
fresh smell of ocean breeze
can curl a smile without battin' an eye
but comparin' to a pair of sparrow singin'
nothin' makes me wanna seize the day
like their shrill sun-up cry
in their harmony
I hear no hint of hurry
more like "take your time
the weather's fine, don't worry"
yeah it comforts me
how casual they call
sunrise serenade of "Another day, that's all"
who is that rappin'
at my chamber door
if I must rise to a rat-a-tat-tat
prefer a woodpecker for sure
his in-vain peckin's work I can relate
but that rappin' raven's
gonna have to wait
sometimes it's been the soft
rustle of drapes
pitter-pat of sobered footsteps
as a soiled dove escapes
I've felt a touch as gentle
as with it a velvet voice
but I'll take the call of cardinals
if I have a choice
so long there's wind
there's always rainclouds comin'
La Madame's not one waits
til afternoon
but rather than thunder
to warn and summon
I prefer that haunting wail
of Mother Loon
sometimes it's my own thoughts
that done the deed
nightmares declinin'
to check out at dawn
but I've learned the antidote
only need to hear one note
from a robin red breast
dancin' on my lawn
in their harmony
I hear no hint of hurry
more like "take your time
the weather's fine, don't worry"
yeah it comforts me
how casual they call
sunrise serenade
of "Another day, that's all"
that sunrise serenade
of "Another day, that's all"