Lyrics:

Oh it's sublime, the sweep of time,
to suddenly find it's the month of May.
Throw back your head & open your arms.
Take a deep breath & get set to say,
Everyday's a big breezy day.
(Everyday's a big breezy day.)

Open your ears & close your eyes.
After the winter here comes the prize.
Insects roar in appreciation,
for the mid-day sun & its radiation,
and the breeze blows & blankets the land,
with the sound of the trees, the lake & the sand.
In the best part of the big breezy day.
(Oh, the best part of the big breezy day!)

The empty ore boats float like corks,
and the peoples on the beach come in all the sorts.
The water rolls in.
The water rolls out.
Nobody cares if the water's too loud.
In the best part of the big breezy day -
Oh, throw back your arms & get set to say,
Everyday's a big breezy day.
(Everyday's a big breezy day!)

A radio sun & the day like a beach,
the perfect horizon is just out of reach.
And the big jets blow in from across the lake.
You leave too soon... Well, it's a big mistake!
Because the new skyscraper's going up in town,
the girders & the elevators going up & down.
The steel mills forge on.
Such a busy day!
With so much going on every face is gay.
In the park at the edge of the lake,
the modern sculptures rust & flake.
in the best part of the big breezy day -
Oh, throw back your head & get set to say...

Rare, rare is the drama.
(With a gripping suspense.)
As the power of such a day contends with common sense.

In the park above the lake the modern sculptures rust & flake.