I slept through the night, I got through to the dawn
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I flipped a switch and the light went on
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I got out of bed and I put some clothes on
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It’s a pretty good day so far
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I turned the tap, there was cold there was hot
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I put on my coat to go to the shop
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I stepped outside, and I didn’t get shot
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It’s a pretty good day so far
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I didn’t hear any sirens or explosions
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No murders coming in form those heavy guns
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No UN tanks, I didn’t see one
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It’s a pretty good day so far
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No snipers in windows, taking a peak
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No people panic, running scared through the streets
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I didn’t see any bodies without arms, legs, or feet
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It’s a pretty good day
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There was plasma bandages and electricity
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Food, wood, and water; and the air was smoke free
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No camera crews from my TV
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It was all such a strange sight to be home
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Nobody was frightened, wounded, hungry, or cold
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And the children seemed normal, they didn’t look old
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It’s a pretty good day so far
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I walked through a park, you would not believe it
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There in the park, there were a few trees left
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And on some branches, there were a few leaves
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I slept through the night, got through to the dawn
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I flipped the switch and the light went on
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I wrote down my dream, I wrote this song
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It’s a pretty good day so far
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Pretty Good Day
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| Wainwright Loudon |
