歌手:Cradle Orchestra
专辑:《Soulbirds》

Sunday Morning
Birds are Chirping on a awning
Sunday Morning
Birds are Chirping on and on and

It’s Sunday good morning sunshine lus canoe
Ella Fitzgerald and Coltrane on my
Stereo, as I grab some cereal
I’m off to a good start like cheerio
Pip pip, get along, get get
It’s a whole new day, yesterday I forget
But I feel just fine, cuz when it’s time to dance
I let my feet just fly
Thanks a lot ya, Frank Sina tra
Heroes of my past who helped my Chakra
Help me meditate just a bit more propa
And have made style classier then Opera
Sip my coffee with Breakfast toast
Of the days of the week I respect you most
I won’t pick up the phone if its monday calling
But I’ll sit and relax on a Sunday Morning
Sunday Morning
Birds are Chirping on a awning
Everything just feels a little better
Sunday morning no matter the weather
I love the way it is

A quick splash of my aftershave
Helps me stay fresh, yes that’s the way
It’s a - kinda blue like miles day-vis
We miss ya, Mista mista can ya
Point the direction of the nearest sofa
Sunday, sweeter then a pepsi cola
I feel smarter then a wisdom tooth
Two cents from the fairy that I give them to
(uh) in the palm of my head is life
Other days don’t fit me, but today is just - right
Out of mind, out of sight,
Out of every single day you the one I most - like
And the one I most choose
Please don’t be alarmed if today we just -snooze
Kick back and put our sneakers up
Sunday holds it down when the week is up(yeah)
Sunday Morning
Birds are Chirping on a awning
Everything just feels a little better
Sunday morning no matter the weather
I love the way it is

It is what it is they tell me
My friends got a whole long list to sell me
Saying, Friday is the night to party
And a Saturday is date get naughty
But I. already got my heart set on one,
Sunday morning, warm as the sun
A total eclipse of the Soul
Birds of a feather so we rock and roll
Tell Elvis I’m far to selfish
Blue Swayed shoes only used to belt this
Fly off the kitchen counter while I’m cookin
Look into the mirror, say good morning good lookin’
Eggs and Bacon, Jamaican chicken
Is Bob Marley playing,check and listen
If he is it must be my day
Sunday morning ain’t no more to say

Sunday Morning
Birds are Chirping on a awning
Sunday Morning
Birds are Chirping on and on and