What A Day (For A Night) - Paul Westerberg

I’m blinded

What a day for a night

I’m finding

My way around in morning’s light

What a day for a night

What a day for a night

I’m winding

Through the streets, through the towns

I’m finding

Good morning boys, good night gowns

Sunset toys and sundown clowns

What a day for a night now

When we play it’s alright

What a day for a night

When we play, it’s alright What a day for a night

So I’m moving

Beneath my feet it just feels right

I’m used to it

I hop aboard another flight

No end in sight

On and on we play, alright

What a day, what a day for a night