Colin Hay
Colin Hay
Colin Hay
Colin Hay
Colin Hay
Colin Hay
Colin Hay
Colin Hay
Colin Hay
Colin Hay
Colin Hay
Colin Hay
Got a bad case of mumbles, I'm tripping and I stumble
My face is stuck in yesterday's news
I stand up and wonder as the night's raining thunder
No one's saying just who lit the fuse
Meanwhile we're swirlin' through space and time
A-twirlin'
With so many stars in the sky
Everyone is guessing, hoping for a blessing
But who knows just what, where and why
Everybody's crazy 'cept for you and me
And I don't believe there's better days to come
Lately I've been thinking, maybe we could run
To the land of the midnight sun
Everyone feels danger from the shadow of a stranger
But the killer may be closer than you think
He was such a quiet neighbour, drove a new LeSabre
Why just the other day we had a drink
Let's have a reformation and call it liberation
We'll save you from all of your sins
As they burned all the witches, the crowd were all in
Stitches
Those God-fearing self-righteous things
Everybody's crazy 'cept for you and me
And I don't believe there's better days to come
Lately I've been thinking, maybe we could run
To the land of the midnight sun
My dream's to meet you, at the top of Machu Picchu
And walk together into the sky
And I humbly do beseech you, as soon as I can reach you
To watch yourself, and keep your powder dry
Everybody's crazy 'cept for you and me
And I don't believe there's better days to come
Lately I've been thinking, maybe we could run
To the land of the midnight sun