Lyrics

Danny says he's quit designing clothes He's getting into jazz and staying home He is like Picasso drawing in the sand Blessed be the ones who let their blessings go Blessed be the ones who let their blessings go Danny got a sampler and saxophone He made a seven second loop And let it play while he painted pictures for eighty hours Up come the flowers Up come the flowers Up come the flowers Up come the flowers Up come the flowers He has discovered the existence of Mr. Startup And is depicting him in lavender and gold Now all the idle hands of the factory have been told Blessed be the ones who let their blessings go Up come the flowers (blessed be the ones who let their blessings go) Up come the flowers Up come the flowers (blessed be the ones who let their blessings go) Up come the flowers Up come the flowers (blessed be the ones who let their blessings go) Up come the flowers Up come the flowers (blessed be the ones who let their blessings go) Danny said he's quit designing clothes Blessed be the ones who let their blessings go Blessed be the ones who let their blessings go Blessed be the ones who let their blessings go
Writer(s): Daniel William Howard Boeckner, Spencer Kyle Krug, Arlen Thompson, Dante Decaro Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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