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