Green Automobile

Along the yellow boulevard
Sunlight shining down on that old scrapyard
Faint blue sky above is a get well card
In this green automobile

All my troubles, well they're fading fast
In the shadows that the mountain cast
How happy I am at last
In this green automobile

Over the valley between
The river is aquamarine
St. Christopher, you're a plastic figurine

On the outskirts of some mountain town
The ghosts weigh no more than an evening gown
The curtains fall and the dark comes down
On this green automobile

Now I'm hovering above the trees
In a wonderland of galaxies
The world itsеlf could cease to be
In this green automobilе
Green automobile
In this green, green, green automobile