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 his 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
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
The kids flip their lids
When their ids 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
Believe you
Goddamn right it's a beautiful day (believe 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