Mr. E's Beautiful Blues

The smokestack spitting black soot into the sooty sky The load on the road brings a tear to the Indian's eye The elephant won't forget what it's like inside its cage The Ringmaster's telecaster sings on an empty stage Uh-huh, goddamn right, it's a beautiful day Uh-huh, goddamn right, it's a beautiful day Uh-huh (Ooh-ooh-ooh) The girl with the curls, and the sweet pink ribbon in her hair She's crawling out her window, 'cause her daddy He just don't care Come on Uh-huh, goddamn right, it's a beautiful day Uh-huh, goddamn right, it's a beautiful day Uh-huh The clown with the frown, driving down to the sidewalk fair Finger on the trigger, let me tell you, gave us quite a scare Uh-huh, goddamn right, it's a beautiful day Uh-huh, goddamn right, it's a beautiful day Uh-huh (Ooh, ooh-ooh) The kids flip their lids when their ears hear that crazy sound My neighbor digs the flavor, still, he's moving to another town And I don't believe he'll come back Goddamn right, it's a beautiful day Uh-huh, goddamn right, it's a beautiful day Uh-huh Well, I don't know how you take in all the shit you see No, don't believe anyone, and most of all, don't believe me Only you Goddamn right, it's a beautiful day (only you) Uh-huh, goddamn right, it's a beautiful day Uh-huh, goddamn right, it's a beautiful day Uh-huh, goddamn right, it's a beautiful day Uh-huh