Lyrics:

Prine

Strolling down the highway with my shoes in my hand
I don't talk much i'm a quiet man
Beauty and silence both run deep
And running like crazy while you are asleep

You got news for me,i got nothing for you
Don't pin your blues on me
Just go ahead and do whatever you wish to

Last monday night i saw a fight
Between wednesday and thursday over saturday night
Tuesday asked me what was going on i said,
sunday's in the meadow and friday's in the corn.

Hocus-pocus, maladjusted
Don't you think my tears get rusted
Steady losing means you ain't using
What you really think is right

Oodles of light what a beautiful sight
Both of god's eyes are shining tonight
Rays and beams of incredible dreams
And i am a quiet man.

Oodles of light what a beautiful sight
Both of god's eyes are shining tonight
Rays and beams of incredible dreams
And i am a quiet man.

Oodles of light what a beautiful sight
Both of god's eyes are shining tonight
Rays and beams of incredible dreams
And i am a quiet man.