On A Day Like This Testo

you see that man slumped by the corner
swigging on a tin can
half filled with brandavino, it's the middle of the day
and on a day like this it's the drink that makes them colourful;
he goes waltzing round the garden wall
he's casting demons from his battered soul
a cold wind cuts from the south side all the shoppers go inside
and on a day like this it's the drink that makes them colourful
the mighty cliff, the barren sea
a heart that is ringing out for me
push on 'til you feel complete
happy dancing dusty feet
out front of the amusement hall
a laugh when you think of it all
takes the panic edge off the waiting 'til the fortnight comes round
and away from any evidence
the Major pushes zero tolerance
so the girl who thinks that she's Jesus faces jail for her crimes
and on a day like this it's the drugs that makes them colourful
and on a day like this it's the drink that makes them wonderful
and on a day like this it's the drink that makes them colourful
for we are young and free.this wonderful country