The Small Faces Follow

A wouldn't it be nice to get on with me neighbours

But they make it very clear

They've got no room for ravers

They stop me from groovin', they bang on me wall

They doing me crust in, it's no good at all - ah

Lazy Sunday afternoon

I've got no mind to worry

I close my eyes and drift away-a

Here we all are sittin' in a rainbow

Gor blimey hello Mrs. Jones

How's old Bert's lumbago? He mustn't grumble

Tweedle dee bite

I'll sing you a song with no words and no tune

Tweedle dee bite

To sing in the khazi while you suss out the moon - oh yeah

Lazy Sunday afternoon-a - tweedle dee bite - tweedle dee bite - tweedle dee bite

I've got no mind to worry - yeah - I've got no mind to worry

Close my eyes and drift away-a

Root-de-doo-de-doo, a-root-de-doot-de doy di

A-root-de doot de dum, a-ree-de-dee-de-doo dee - doo doo ....

There's no one to hear me, there's nothing to say

And no one can stop me from feeling this way - yeah

Lazy Sunday afternoon

I've got no mind to worry

Close my eyes and drift away

Lazy Sunday afternoon

I've got no mind to worry

Close my eyes and drift a-

Close my mind and drift away

Close my eyes and drift away