July

July July July, the apple of my eye

I'm walking on the curbside singing

I pass a swimming pool as the blue water gives cool

To a couple of bathing suits, as I continue

some clouds are playing chess, as the leaves are getting blessed,

as the breeze strikes down like a walking bass line

I'm walking on this yellow brick street,

my heartbeat fills me in with the rhythm I need

I'm stepping on steps and every step's a melody

it's like walking on piano keys,

Well in come my bumblebee friends with the second and third harmony

Zz zzz zz zzz

Zz zzz zz

Zz zzz zz zzz

Zz zzz zz

The the the music is everywhere,

so come and take a peak at the brand new air

Only colored by a mind so free,

otherwise you cannot see

That this is music, music that I'm walking on

no dreams, music, real song

Pure lemonade tactics

the strawberry-five are here to free your mind

So let me tell you to come out, and hear this song

so we can all just get along,

swing open the front door and grab a hat, and

so unplanned, the world turns to a marching band

we'll have strings and slide trombones

the hillside gives us steady

Put the the the drum roll right in place,

we'll walk by the ways of the base

we're keeping it, we're keeping it so damn fine

living by the light of July

Well it's the L.E.A.F we're keeping it,

we're keeping it, we're keeping it fresh

Well it's the L.E.A.F we're keeping it,

we're keeping it, we're keeping it fresh

Well it's the L.E.A.F we're keeping it,

we're keeping it, we're keeping it fresh

Well it's the L.E.A.F we're keeping it,

we're keeping it, we're keeping it,

we're keeping it, we're keeping it,

we're keeping it, we're keeping it,

we're keeping it, we're keeping it, we're keeping it fresh

Well it's the L.E.A.F we're keeping it, we're keeping it fresh