Road Trip soundtrack – Eels - Mr. E's Beautiful Blues lyrics

The smokestack is spitting black soot into the sunny 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 ahah

God damn right it's a beautiful day Ahah
God damn right it's a beautiful day Ahah

The girl with the curls and the sweet big ribbon in her hair
She's crawling out the window 'cause her daddy just don't care
(Come on!) ahah

God damn right it's a beautiful day Ahah
God damn right it's a beautiful day Ahah

The clown with the frown driving down to the sidewalk fair
Finger on the trigger I tell you he is quite a scare Ahah

God damn right it's a beautiful day Ahah
God damn right it's a beautiful day Ahah

The kids fit their lids when their heads hear that crazy sound
My neighbour digs the flavour still he's moving to another town
(and i don't believe he'll come back)

God damn right it's a beautiful day Ahah
God damn right it's a beautiful day Ahah

And I don't know how you're taking all the shit you see
You don't believe anyone but most of all openly agree

God damn right it's a beautiful day Ahah
God damn right it's a beautiful day Ahah