Man on a cloud

Man on a cloud
(J.Zijta 20 sept 2021)
Some think I’m a man on a cloud.
Looking down at the crowd.
And I know all about.
Everyone.
And I’ve got a friend, he is hot.
I am nice, he is not
We’re the cause, some believe.
Of everything.
We fly around.
As we look at the ground.
Sensible people, we’ve never found.
We’ll turn away.
No reason to stay.
But we promise to come back some day.
Then we have a laugh, got a kick
Out of Earth, who is sick
We’ve great fun, what the hell
Everytime----
I’m not a man on a cloud
Bless the ones without doubt
Who think they know all about
Everyone
I can be a spirit in the sky
Or an irritating fly
Or the black spot in your eye
Or everything
Me and my friend
We lay in the sand
We swim in the ocean, whatever the trent
We like to annoy
That’s how we have joy
We love to build up, we love to destroy
Then we have a laugh, got a kick
Out of Earth, who is sick
We’ve great fun, what the hell
Everytime----

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Leuk liedje Jean, doet mij denken aan George Harrison, Django Reinhardt en nog wat wat, wat achergrond van Bongo’s of/en Conga’s zou kunnen, of een shuffle op de Hand-Bale!