Hey Day 歌詞

Golden hills you climb high At the top of the rim high Skip jack got a lucky hand Livin on the fat of the land To road travel school No golden rule No golden rule I'll wait for you No more in trade I'll wait for you The pope you're paid I like your style Goes for charm I like your hope To go with my alarm To go with my alarm But i'm not damned In the fat of the land With the lucky hand I told you But you were forever lasered I could only dream Free golden day Beyond the stray Hey day hey day Hey day now Hey day