Pinwheel of Death

Zal Yanovsky


SONGS

Writers John Sebastian, Zal Yanovsky

Genres Pop

Recorded 1966

Lyrics IT'S REALLY TRUE
HOW NOTHING MATTERS.
NO MAD,
MAD WORLD
AND NO MAD HATTERS.
NO ONE'S PITCHIN'
'CAUSE THERE AIN'T
NO BATTERS
IN COCONUT GROVE.
DON'T BAR THE DOOR.
THERE'S NO ONE COMIN'.
THE OCEAN'S ROAR
WILL DULL THE DRUMMIN'
OF ANY CITY THOUGHTS
OR CITY WAYS.
THE OCEAN'S BREEZE
IS COOL.
MY MIND,
THE SALTY DAYS
ARE HERS
AND MINE
JUST TO DO
WHAT WE WANT TO.
TONIGHT
WE'LL FIND A DUNE
THAT'S OURS
AND SOFTLY
SHE WILL SPEAK
THE STARS
UNTIL SUNUP.
IT'S ALL
FROM HAVIN'
SOMEONE,
KNOWIN'
JUST WHICH WAY
YOUR HEAD IS BLOWIN',
WHO'S ALWAYS WARM
LIKE THE MORNING
IN COCONUT GROVE.
 

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Cowriters: John Sebastian