Pompeii (Be an Optimist About This) - Flieger Kanal
Eh-eh-o eh-o
Eh-eh-o eh-o
Eh-eh-o eh-o
Eh-eh-o eh-o
Eh-eh-o eh-o
Eh-eh-o eh-o
Eh-eh-o eh-o
Eh-eh-o eh-o
I was left to my own devices
Many days fell away with nothing to show
And the walls kept tumbling down
In the city that we love
Grey clouds roll over the hills
Bringing darkness from above
But if you close your eyes
Does it almost feel like
Nothing changed at all
And if you close your eyes
Does it almost feel like
You've been here before
How am I gonna be an optimist about this
How am I gonna be an optimist about this
We were caught up and lost in all of our vices
In your pose as the dust settls around us
And the walls kept tumbling down
In the city that we love
Grey clouds roll over the hills
Bringing darkness from above
But if you close your eyes
Does it almost feel like
Nothing changed at all
And if you close your eyes
Does it almost feel like
You've been here before
How am I gonna be an optimist about this
How am I gonna be an optimist about this
Eh-o eh-o Eh-eh-o eh-o
Eh-eh-o eh-o
Eh-eh-o eh-o
Oh where do we begin
To rubble or our sins
Oh where do we begin
To rubble or our sins
And the walls kept tumbling down
In the city that we love
Grey clouds roll over the hills
Bringing darkness from above
But if you close your eyes
Does it almost feel like
Nothing changed at all
And if you close your eyes
Does it almost feel like
You've been here before
How am I gonna be an optimist about this
How am I gonna be an optimist about this
But if you close your eyes
Does it almost feel like
Nothing changed at all
Eh-eh-o eh-o
Eh-eh-o eh-o
Eh-eh-o eh-o
Eh-eh-o eh-o
Eh-eh-o eh-o
Eh-eh-o eh-o
Eh-eh-o eh-o
Eh-eh-o eh-o
Pompeii (Be an Optimist About This)(Deluxe Version) - Literary ArtistsEh-eh-o eh-oEh-eh-o eh-oEh-eh-o eh-oEh-eh-o eh-oEh-eh-o eh-oEh-eh-o eh-oEh-eh-...
Pompeii (Be an Optimist About This) - Aeronave CanalEh-eh-o eh-oEh-eh-o eh-oEh-eh-o eh-oEh-eh-o eh-oEh-eh-o eh-oEh-eh-o eh-oEh-eh-o eh-oEh-eh...
A Cockeyed Optimist (from "South Pacific") - The Broadway StarsWhen the sky is a bright canary yellowI forget ev'ry cloud I've ever seen So they called me a cockeyed optimist...
A Cock-Eyed Optimist - Evelyn KnightWhen the skies are brighter canary yellowI forget every cloud I've ever seenSo they called me a cockeyed optimistImmature and incurab...