Sunshine & Lollypops

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Sunshine, lollipops and rainbows, Everything that's wonderful...

You say yes, I say no.
You say stop and I say go go go,
oh no.
You say goodbye and I say hello:
Hello hello
I don't know why you say goodbye,
I say hello.

Beatles "Hello, Goodbye"

Do you believe in magic in a young girl's heart?
How the music can free her whenever it starts.
And it's magic if the music is groovy;
It makes you feel happy like an old time movie.
Believe in the magic in a young girl's soul,
Believe in the magic of rock n roll,
Believe in the magic that can set you free...

Lovin' Spoonful "Do You Believe in Magic"

Mommy's allright, Daddy's allright
They just seem a little weird
Surrender, surrender
But don't give yourself away...

Cheap Trick "Surrender"

Keep movin', movin', movin',
Though they're disapprovin',
Keep them doggies movin' Rawhide!
Don't try to understand 'em,
Just rope and throw and brand 'em,
Soon we'll be living high and wide.

Theme from Rawhide

Sometimes she's soft,
sometimes she's scary,
Her Momma said that even back
when she was a baby
she had raging eyes, raging eyes.
Whoa, she's got raging eyes-
who wants to tell her?
Raging eyes, oh, raging eyes,
not this fella, raging eyes.
Nick Lowe "Raging Eyes"

I wandered lonely as a cloud
That floats on high o'er vales and hills,
When all at once I saw a crowd,
A host, of golden daffodils;
Beside the lake, beneath the trees,
Fluttering and dancing in the breeze.

Continuous as the stars that shine
And twinkle on the milky way,
They stretched in never-ending line
Along the margin of a bay:
Ten thousand saw I at a glance,
Tossing their heads in sprightly dance.

The waves beside them danced, but they
Out-did the sparkling leaves in glee;
A poet could not be but gay,
In such a jocund company!
I gazed—and gazed—but little thought
What wealth the show to me had brought:

For oft, when on my couch I lie
In vacant or in pensive mood,
They flash upon that inward eye
Which is the bliss of solitude;
And then my heart with pleasure fills,
And dances with the daffodils.
 
"Daffodils" William Wordsworth