Lemon yellow sun up overhead today
What more is there that I could say than Lord, let it stay
I ain't got nothing to go wrong today
No, not today

I've been up and down this street for quite some time
The gutters get filled, it takes all kind
Like fish on a line
The way that things go these days, I'm fine
Yeah, I'm doing fine

Good [bad word]  they [bad word] slow
Why that may be I don't know
Just let it flow
All things in this world [bad word]  they go
Yes, this much I know

If silence is golden then your words they're lead
I can't believe how that [bad word] sticks in my head
The sun shines away, there's nothing to say
People they talk anyway, they're talking anyway