In spite of the holes in my socks
In spite of no extra cocks
In spite of the world at war
In spite of dying whales at shore
In spite of calories in everything
In spite of Britney not knowing how to sing
In spite of hating bodily functions
In spite of overlooking all the munchkins
It’s a splendid day
Yes, a splendid day
You can stand here and see the sprinkled city
With any art, you can make your own reality
And for everything you fail to understand
Just squander your time watching your shadow land
You may not know the secret of human nature
But you can learn and practice the secret of rapture
Maybe you can count stars and maybe steal one
Or you can drink coffee till the rise of the sun
It’s a splendid day
Yes, a splendid day.
