[Harry]I've done too much of some thingsAnd not enough of othersJust like whole life loversI've changed and changedAnd changed and changedFrom one thing to anotherI've had complicated dealingsWith complicated feelingsAnd I've cut and bruised and tornI made blindsOn the windows of my mindWith the time that my back once woreI'm a single person in this universeAnd I am here to say to youOn the day that I dieI'll just give a smileAnd fly into the blueCause we're all just-[Chorus]Protons, Neutrons, ElectronsThat rest on a SundayWork on a MondayAnd someday soonWe'll be singing the old tunesZip-a-dee-doo-dah, Zip-a-dee-dooI'll be sitting on the porch with youThen I'll die and I'll fly offInto the blue[Harry]Some night I see the worldWith its winds and its whirlsAnd I feel undefeated(feel undefeated)But every day I see the girlWith the strawberry curlAnd I'm too shy to meet her(too shy to meet her)Some nights I go to bedThere's a ghost in the air above my headAnd I tremble(head and i tremble)Sometimes I eat KFCOther times I give up meatAnd I just eat lentils(just eat lentils)I'm a single soul on this big blue ballAnd I am here to sing a songAbout the day that I was born'Till the day that I'll be goneAnd the song won't last for longCause we're all just[Chorus]Protons, Neutrons, ElectronsThat rest on a SundayWork on a MondayAnd someday soonWe'll be singing the old tunesZip-a-dee-doo-dah, Zip-a-dee-dooI'll be sitting on the porch with youThen I'll die and I'll fly offInto the blue[Harry]And enemy is a remedyTo a malady in your melodyIf you're strong not brittleWhen a friend is a friendIs a friend to the endAnd it's AH so simpleA man is a manAnd a woman is a womanBut the times we are living in demandThat a man can changeFrom a man to a womanAnd a woman can demand to be a manWe're just flesh with socks and locks and frocksAnd I am here to say to youOn the day that I dieI'll just give a smileAnd fly into the blueCause we're all just[Chorus]Protons, Neutrons, ElectronsThat rest on a SundayWork on a MondayAnd someday soonWe'll be singing the old tunesZip-a-dee-doo-dah, Zip-a-dee-dooI'll be sitting on the porch with youThen I'll die and I'll fly offInto the blueProtons, Neutrons, ElectronsThat rest on a SundayWork on a MondayAnd someday soonWe'll be singing the old tunesZip-a-dee-doo-dah, Zip-a-dee-dooI'll be sitting on the porch with youThen I'll die and I'll fly offInto the blue
