Life in the Sun - Mantua

All mud,

It’s all mud,

We’ve been stuck here for years

Going round and round

Like a wheel of fortune with no grip

All fine

It’s all good

No need to make a seal

There’s a blood on the ground

But a dead horse doesn’t feel the weep

Life in the sun is a walk in the park

And as easy as pie

With a drink in my hand

I don’t have to move

And i don’t have to change

And the wind there is everything under the sun

I play nice,

You play nice,

Nobody wants to shake the tree

A branch could break

And fall down heavy on your head

But how about a new start

with all cards on the table

Clubs and hearts

And jokers underneath your bed

Life in the sun is a walk in the park

And as easy as pie

With a drink in my hand

I don’t have to move

And i don’t have to change

And the wind there is everything under the sun

Day after day,

Into weeks

Into years

And the thought on my side

is a pain that I know

Nobody hurts

If nobody moves

If i bury my heart under six feet of the snow

Life in the sun is a walk in the park

And as easy as pie

With a drink in my hand

I don’t have to move

And i don’t have to change

And the wind there is everything under the sun