Feeling
Well I had a feeling
when I wrote this song
out on the porch after the rain
and the feeling went something like this
Well I let the cat in through the gate
and I let phone ring off the hook
and I felt the cool air on my skin
Well I was a fish without a fishbowl
And I was a monkey out of my cage
And I was a banker out of money
But I wouldn't change a thing
Well I had a feeling
when I wrote this song
out on the porch after the rain
and the feeling went something like this
The mud was dryin' on the ground
And the bugs was crawlin' all around
And the dog was catchin' flies in his mouth
Well I was a fish without a fishbowl
And I was a monkey out of my cage
And I was a banker out of money
But I wouldn't change a thing
Well I wouldn't change a thing (repeated)
Yeah I had a feeling
when I wrote this song
out on the porch after the rain
and the feeling went something like this
Well I let the cat in through the gate
and I let the phone ring off the hook
And the dog was busy chewin' up the things I'd spent so long acquiring
Well I was a fish without a fishbowl
And I was a monkey out of my cage
Well I was a banker out of money
And I was a book without a page
Well I was a surf without a surfboard
And I was a chief without a headdress
Well I was a mirror without a banner
A machine without a rage
And I wouldn't change a thing
Well I wouldn't change a thing (repeated)
Sentimento
Bem, eu tive um sentimento
quando escrevi essa canção
na varanda depois da chuva
e o sentimento foi algo assim
Bem, eu deixei o gato entrar pelo portão
e deixei o telefone tocar sem parar
e senti o ar fresco na minha pele
Bem, eu era um peixe sem aquário
E eu era um macaco fora da jaula
E eu era um banqueiro sem grana
Mas eu não mudaria nada
Bem, eu tive um sentimento
quando escrevi essa canção
na varanda depois da chuva
e o sentimento foi algo assim
A lama estava secando no chão
E os insetos estavam rastejando por toda parte
E o cachorro estava pegando moscas na boca
Bem, eu era um peixe sem aquário
E eu era um macaco fora da jaula
E eu era um banqueiro sem grana
Mas eu não mudaria nada
Bem, eu não mudaria nada (repetido)
É, eu tive um sentimento
quando escrevi essa canção
na varanda depois da chuva
e o sentimento foi algo assim
Bem, eu deixei o gato entrar pelo portão
e deixei o telefone tocar sem parar
E o cachorro estava ocupado destruindo as coisas que eu demorei tanto pra conseguir
Bem, eu era um peixe sem aquário
E eu era um macaco fora da jaula
Bem, eu era um banqueiro sem grana
E eu era um livro sem página
Bem, eu era uma onda sem prancha
E eu era um chefe sem cocar
Bem, eu era um espelho sem bandeira
Uma máquina sem fúria
E eu não mudaria nada
Bem, eu não mudaria nada (repetido)