Relax, Enjoy Yourself
- James Taylor (1995)You are listening to the song Relax, Enjoy Yourself by James Taylor, writer by Randy Newman in album Randy Newman's Faust. The highest quality of audio that you can download is flac . Also, you can play quality at 32kbps, view lyrics and watch more videos related to this song.
Lyrics
When I'm feeling down
Worried about every little thing
I take a look around
And this is what I say
Uh-oh.
Relax, enjoy yourself
It's all just a glorious game
There're fruit trees growin' in an open field
And wild roses bloomin' down a country lane
Look around old chum
Slow it down old chum or you never will succeed
You never will succeed
Oh, no! Look, I, I...
Relax, enjoy yourself
It's all just a wonderful game
There are rivers, and forests
And mountains high
There's the deep green ocean
And the pale blue sky.
Let it go and then, you will know, old friend
That you never will succeed
You never will succeed.
It must be very trying to be bad all the time
Vicious and cruel and mean
When there's so much beauty
All around us to be seen
And so very little time in which to see it all
And feel it all
So little time
Perhaps when you were little
No one held you in their arms
And told you that they loved you very much
Perhaps you were embittered
By your fall from grace.
How long have you been dead?
Two months
Do you miss your friends?
Yes, I miss them
I've tried to make friends here, but it's hard
You were a good girl
Cut down in your prime?
Yes.
The man who shot you in the head
In that Burger King in Tucson
Well, he never will be punished, you know
He will move to Big Pine, California
Become the richest man in Inyo County
While that may not be much, it's enough
When he dies
Sixty-five years from today
With his loved ones all around him
He'll be whisked right up to heaven
He won't pass go or have to wait
He'll just march right through the Goddamned gate
And why, you may ask yourself why
For thousands and thousands of years
I have asked myself why.
Faith. Contrition. Sincere contrition
Confession. Sincere confession
Yes, Lord! Yes, Lord!
Redemption. Absolution
Those who seek Me shall find Me
In the case of this man
Predestination.
My ways are mysterious
Sometimes even to myself
My ways are mysterious.
Relax, old chum, relax
It's only a glorious game that we're playing
And in a few more years
When I move up here
Things will never be the same!
Same! (Give it to me!)
Same! (Give it to me!)
Thank you
Same!
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