Day One

I put my head back Where it belongs, up there in the clouds I’m spreading love like a terrorist now O what a morning O what a day to be alive Sweet hope is glowing In your glorious eyes Pushing paper ain’t enough I bet you think that you’re so tough But all your green won’t mean a thing at all On day one Day ONE Day one Day ONE After Boy Wonder After the dream came out of the mines Bus boys and bankers Were wiping their eyes Be still my lion heart! A revolution ready to pounce All pa*sioneers Up and out of the house! Beauty faked a heart attack But now I feel it coming back And all your green won’t mean a thing at all On day one Day ONE Day one Day ONE . . .