Yesterday was such a fine day for me to live Yesterday everything was in my head in one* piece (peace) I had my time to lie down and just to wonder '
mind there will always be the catch and throw away. But this moment's got me thinking I could reach you. And I'm waking up alone and echo the song sung yesterday
up, told my daddy I'd be a rich man You never know when your fate gon' switch hand Get today's solid ground out of yesterday's quicksand I was a young
front door Chorus Welcome to the good ole days, get here early stay up late If you get funky it?s okay There?s something goin? on in here, it?s not your average atmosphere
the dreams you have you save Confrontation like a mirror They try to take your mind away I don't know, but I believe in yesterday And what it means
Out in the park where they gather in the dark It's a scaring atmosphere Wide open eyes which are following the sign It is soiled with blood and fear
... spinning us down [Chorus 1:] Wake up... just to find that you've got a mechanical arm Wasn't there yesterday! Reach out... to hold your chemistry
the dreams you have you save Confrontation like a mirror They try to take your mind away I don't know, but I believe in yesterday And what it means To
what a lovely atmosphere & it's nearly closing time the right time is upon us for nursery rhymes I look into your eyes it somes as no surprise I crawled
your place Got me askin', 'Who is he?" "How did he end up in my city?" I'm the crocodile that the trucker tried to wrestle I'm the main ingredient from yesterday
moments forgot the motives sun almost exploded lookin for proof who would've knew toy gun was loaded go ahead and throw it out into the waves take it by the yesterday
out of here And you don't have the strength to stay And lost and confused you leave with the atmosphere It's all we can do to live and to long for yesterday
my mind there will always be the catch and throw away. But this moment's got me thinking I could reach you. And I'm waking up alone and echo the song sung yesterday
is revealed in a spark Like an angel Now I'm reviving Beyond your sanity I'm coming from heaven Where I could't rest in peace Breathing this cold atmosphere
on people who just love to dance A war on music, a war on speech A war on teachers and the things they teach A war for the last 500 years War's just messin' up the atmosphere