Old Mac Donald

歌詞

Small town, bright lights, Saturday night - Pinballs and pool halls are flashing their lights. Making change behind the counter in a penny arcade Sat the fat girl daughter of Virginia and Ray. Lydia! Lydia hid her thoughts like a cat - Behind her small eyes, sunk deep in her fat. She read romance magazines up in her room, And felt just like Sunday on Saturday afternoon. But dreamin' just comes natural Like the first breath from a baby Like sunshine feedin' daisies Like the love hidden deep in your heart Bunk beds, shaved heads, Saturday night - A warehouse of strangers in 60-watt lights. Starin' through the ceiling, just wanting to be, Lay one of too many, a young P.F.C. Donald! And there were spaces between Donald... And whatever he said. Strangers had forced him To live in his head. He envisioned the details of romantic scenes After midnight in the stillness of the barracks' latrines. But dreamin' just comes natural Like the first breath from a baby Like sunshine feedin' daisies Like the love hidden deep in your heart Hot love, cold love, no love at all A portrait of guilt is hung on the wall Nothin' is wrong and nothin' is right, Donald and Lydia Made love that night. Love! They made love in the mountains, They made love in the streams, They made love in the valleys, They made love in their dreams. And when they were finished, There was nothin' to say - Because mostly they made love from Ten miles away. But dreamin' just comes natural Like the first breath from a baby Like sunshine feedin' daisies Like the love hidden deep in your heart