"Perfect Day" as written by and Eric Freen Smith....
Black velvet, Elvis is dead
Looks down his crown on the bed
As he's lead to the edge of town

September pardon the son
The hardest part is the one
That you hold in your hands dear

This is the perfect day to blow myself away
This is the perfect time
This is the perfect way and everyone will say
Hey, it's a perfect day

Sunday king's out for a drive
I'm taking leaves from the fire
As the gold in his eyes screams

Forecast is lookout below
Slow dances crashes and God only knows
Where he goes to

This is the perfect day to blow myself away
This is the perfect time
This is the perfect way and everyone will say
Hey, it's a perfect day

This is the perfect day to blow myself away
This is the perfect time
This is the perfect way and everyone will say
Hey, it's a perfect day

Hey, it's a perfect day, hey, it's a perfect day
Hey, it's a perfect day, hey, it's a perfect day
Hey, it's a perfect day, hey, it's a perfect day




Lyrics submitted by biba01

"Perfect Day" as written by Eric Smith

Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.

Lyrics powered by LyricFind

Perfect Day song meanings
Add your thoughts

No Comments

sort form View by:
  • No Comments

Add your thoughts

Log in now to tell us what you think this song means.

Don’t have an account? Create an account with SongMeanings to post comments, submit lyrics, and more. It’s super easy, we promise!

Back to top
explain