SMALL FACES - LAZY SUNDAY
(S. Marriott; R. Lane)
Immediate IM 064

Wouldn't it be nice
To get on with me neighbours
But they make it very clear
They've got no room for ravers
They stop me from groovin'
They bang on me wall
They doing me crust in
It's no good at all

Lazy Sunday afternoon
I got no mind to worry
I close my eyes and drift away

Here we all are sittin' in a rainbow
Gore blimey hello Mrs Jones
How's old Bert's lumbago (mustn't grumble)
I'll sing you a song
With no words and no tune
To sing in your party
While you suss-out the moon

Lazy Sunday afternoon
I got no mind to worry
Close my eyes and drift away

Root-de-doo-de-doo
Root-de-doot-de die day
Root-de doot de dum
Root-de-doo-de-doo dee

There's no one to hear me
There's nothing to say
And no one can stop me
From feelin' this way

Lazy Sunday afternoon
I've got no mind to worry
Close my eyes and drift away

Lazy Sunday afternoon
I've got no mind to worry
Close my eyes and drift away
Close my eyes and drift away
Close my eyes and drift away