It's a good morning
Drag my weary head up from the eider feathers
Put on my radio
And morning robe
Caesar for the day
Caesar for the day
It's a good morning
Lay the table French cuisine
Morning roll and paper
I'm reading today what's yesterday
And heading for the back pages
Outside sunny fields and apple trees
The dragon flies and the bumble bees
The cherry skies and happy season
Laughing birds have reason
Cos it's a beautiful day
And my eyes disbelieve what they're seeing
Before I know it I'm walking the dog
Past the butcher's past the store
Isn't it ridiculous is the theme of the day
Madame De Grable buys imported furs you know
And the grocer bows his pink skinny head
In every town there's a man in a wheelchair
In every town there's an optical illusion
I’m out of my head
What the hell's going on
Watching turning
The road that lies before me is the key to my day
Watching turning
I said can’t hear you cos I'm out on the road a
And no one can stop me
Into the safety of my car
Where no one can break me
Motorway
Motorway
Motorway
Motorway
Out in the car park the bodies are mounting
Bets are amassing the money's being counted
The children are playing the adults confiding
Now...
Crack the Champagne
What's the year
Sounds like 1924 down here
In the good old Summertime
I broke my heart down here
In the good old major's hole
Da ti ta ta da ti ta ta
Crack the Champagne
She'd a tear
Feels like 1924 this year
In the great British summertime
I lost my love down here
In the good old major's hole
Scottish have invaded our lands again
Delving inside
Take a piece of turf home to show to their wives
Bring in the army
But not of the tartan kind
And give them all a prize
6 to 4 is on the run
(Odds are on)
Stephen Cauthen jumped the gun
(Now he's gone)
Willy Carson done for arson
For burning up the track
(Odds are wrong)
While he’s jumping my heart’s pumping
The favourite’s on his back
It's been a good day and at last I'm on my way
To keep my heart warm
I'm sure you’ve enjoyed my day