Spain Lyrics

At the end of the street there is a statue of Christopher Columbus
He's got his arms up in the air and he's pointing us towards home
There's people selling pigeons and they're selling squirrels for pets
There's a tiny toy piano being played by a toad
And there's parrots in the trees and the beach is blue and green
And the hills are think with plants that we've never seen
And we sat on that bench together
It was the world's largest
Bright mosaic tiles crafted by some great dead artist
And all this is nice and all this is great
But to tell the truth I'm thinking about Bloomington today
Yes, all this is nice, and all this is great,
But to be honest all I can think about is Bloomington today!
Yes, all this is nice, and all this is great,
But to be honest all I can think about is Bloomington today!