It matters to me, took a long time to get here But if it would have been easy I would not have cared Like a tropical forest, like a cop on the beat When all is in order you get lost in the heat I feel so wonderful, wonderful, wonderful the way I feel I feel so wonderful, wonderful, wonderful the way I feel Doesn't matter to me, I could take it or leave it I could learn from way back when and still live right now With the sun on my shoulder and the wind in my back I will never grow older, at least not in my mind I feel so wonderful, wonderful, wonderful the way I feel I feel so wonderful, wonderful, wonderful the way I feel So wonderful, wonderful, wonderful, wonderful the way I feel I feel so wonderful, wonderful, wonderful the way I feel I'm going where there ain't no fear I'm going where the spirit is near I'm going where the living is easy And the people are kind, a new state of mind I'm going where there ain't no police I'm going where there ain't no disease I'm going where there ain't no need To escape from what is only spirits at ease

I know it's been a crazy year Uncertainties and fears What a time to be living (ah-ah-ah-ah-ah) Nothing's really gone our way Had a share of stressful days But here we are living Can't rewind the time back But look at all that we have Snowy windows keep out the world tonight While we're cozied up by the fire inside Stockings on the railings And it's feeling like Christmas here There's a record of Nat King Cole on repeat And memories decorating our tree Being here with you What a wonderful way to end a crazy year One more week until the new year Resolutions starting over And hoping All the world's problems disappear But 'til it happens Let's look at all we have when Snowy windows keep out the world tonight While we're cozied up by the fire inside Stockings on the railings And it's feeling like Christmas here There's a record of Nat King Cole on repeat And memories decorating our tree Being here with you What a wonderful way to end a crazy year Way to end a crazy year Snowy windows keep out the world tonight While we're cosied up by the fire inside Stockings on the railings And it's feeling like Christmas here (feeling like Christmas here) There's a record of Nat King Cole on repeat And memories decorating our tree Being here with you What a wonderful way to end a crazy year

Saturday is shopping day and I drive my car There's no place to park it No respect for Supermen in the supermarket I guess there must be trouble but I not been alerted Looking round the store, it was all deserted And I'm stranded here with my empty basket So full of question, got nowhere to ask it By the one way out Strange voice shout "Don't let that good man out!" "Have a wonderful day in our one-way world One way, one day Have a wonderful day in our one-way world One way, one day One-way man, one-way mind Get along with mankind" Oh, there's an old man on the floor, so I summon my charm I say, "Hey Scumbag, has there been an alarm?" He said, "Yeah, been selling off eternal youth They all got afraid 'cause I'm the living proof" "My name is Einstein, do you know time is a curve?" I said, "Stop old man, you got a nerve 'Cause there's only one rule that I observe Time is money and money I serve" By the one way out Strange voice shout "Don't let that good man out" "Have a wonderful day in our one-way world One way, one day Have a wonderful day in our one way world One way, one day Have a wonderful day in our one way world One way, one day One-day man, one-day mind Get along with mankind" One-day man, one-day mind Get along with mankind

If love endured that ancient cross How precious is my Savior's blood The beauty of heaven wrapped in my shame The image of love upon death's frame If having my heart was worth the pain What joy could You see beyond the grave If love found my soul worth dying for How wonderful, how glorious My Savior's scars victorious My chains are gone, my debt is paid From death to life and grace to grace If heaven now owns that vacant tomb How great is the hope that lives in You? The passion that tore through hell like a rose The promise that rolled back death and its stone If freedom is worth the life You raised (oh) Where is my sin, where is my shame? (Oh, Jesus) If love paid it all to have my heart How wonderful, how glorious My Savior's scars victorious My chains are gone, my debt is paid From death to life and grace to grace When I see that cross, I see freedom When I see that grave, I'll see Jesus And from death to life, I will sing Your praise In the wonder (come on, you sing) of Your grace When I see that cross, I see freedom When I see that grave, I'll see Jesus And from death to life, I will sing Your praise In the wonder of Your grace When I see that cross, I see freedom When I see that grave, I'll see Jesus And from death to life, I will sing Your praise In the wonder of Your grace (oh, when I see that cross) When I see that cross, I see freedom (come on) When I see that grave, I'll see Jesus And from death to life, I will sing Your praise In the wonder of Your grace How my soul will sing Your praise In the wonder of Your grace How my soul will sing Your praise How wonderful, how glorious My Savior's scars victorious My chains are gone, my debt is paid From death to life and grace to grace (when I see that cross) When I see that cross, I see freedom When I see that grave, I'll see Jesus And from death to life, I will sing Your praise In the wonder (come on) of Your grace When I see that cross, I see freedom When I see that grave, I'll see Jesus And from death to life, I will sing Your praise In the wonder of Your grace How my soul will sing Your praise In the wonder of Your grace How my soul will sing Your praise How wonderful, how glorious My Savior's scars victorious My chains are gone, my debt is paid From death to life and grace to grace

Do I attract you? Do I repulse you with my queasy smile? Am I too dirty? Am I too flirty? Do I like what you like? I could be wholesome, I could be loathsome Guess I'm a little bit shy Why don't you like me? Don't you like me Without making me try? I tried to be like Grace Kelly But all her looks were too sad So I tried a little Freddie I've gone identity mad (Mad, mad, mad!) I could be brown, I could be blue I could be violet sky I could be hurtful, could be purple I could be anything you like Gotta be green, gotta be mean Gotta be everything more Why don't you like me? Don't you like me? Walk out the door! How can I help, how can I help How can I help what you think? Hello my baby, hello my baby Putting my life on the brink Why don't you like me? Why don't you like me? Why don't you like yourself? Should I bend over? Should I look older To be put on your shelf? I tried to be like Grace Kelly But all her looks were too sad, yeah So I tried a little Freddie I've gone identity mad! (Mad, mad, mad!) I could be brown, I could be blue I could be violet sky Could be hurtful, could be purple I could be anything you like Gotta be green, gotta be mean Gotta be everything more Why don't you like me? Don't you like me? Walk out the door! Alright Grace Kelly Here we go I could be brown, I could be blue I could be violet sky I could be hurtful, I could be purple I could be anything you like Gotta be green, gotta be mean Gotta be everything more Why don't you like me? Don't you like me? (Why?) I could be brown, I could be blue I could be violet sky Could be hurtful, could be purple I could be anything you like Gotta be green, gotta be mean Gotta be everything more Why don't you like me? Don't you like me? Walk out the door! (Oh, yeah) (Why don't you walk out that door) Ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh (Grace, Grace, Grace) walk out the door! (Grace, Grace Kelly)

Another head hangs lowly Child is slowly taken And the violence causes silence Who are we mistaken? But you see, it's not me It's not my family In your head, in your head, they are fighting With their tanks, and their bombs And their bombs, and their drones In your head, in your head, they are crying What's in your head, in your head? Zombie, zombie, zombie-ie-ie What's in your head, in your head? Zombie, zombie, zombie-ie-ie, oh Another mother's breakin' Heart is takin' over When the violence causes silence We must be mistaken It's the same old theme In two thousand eighteen In your head, in your head, they're still fightin' With their tanks, and their bombs And their guns, and their drones In your head, in your head, they are dyin' What's in...