Lyrics

[Verse 1] It's a big old world out there, this morning It's a tiny universe, in an afternoon It's a strange old time to be in love with Elvis You better drink it up, it ain't coming back around soon I known about the boy from North Melbourne He nearly killed himself Sipping life from a lead paint filled balloon You may want to laugh at him But he saw the face of heaven grin It's a big old world on a sunny afternoon [Verse 2] It's a big old world, man, I wish I could tell you But you're locked up in your own psychotic tomb I'm gonna make my bed on the rock of Gibraltar Cause I wanted the view to come with the room Did you hear about the girl from New York City? She nearly lost her mind, gazing out the window of her hotel room I guess I won't contest she died doing what she did best It's a big old world on a sunny afternoon It's a big old world on a sunny afternoon It's a big old world on a sunny afternoon