Dear Prudence, won't you come out to play
Dear Prudence, greet the brand new day
The sun is up, the sky is blue
It's beautiful and so are you
Dear Prudence, won't you come out to play
Dear Prudence, open up your eyes
Dear Prudence, see the sunny skies
The wind is low the birds will sing
That you are part of everything
Dear Prudence, won't you open up your eyes?
Look around round
Look around round round
Look around
Dear Prudence, let me see you smile
Dear Prudence, like a sleeping child
The clouds will be a daisy chain
So let me see you smile again
Dear Prudence won't you let me see you smile?
Look around round
Look around round round
Look around
Dear Prudence, won't you come out to play (let me see you smile—woops!)
Dear Prudence, greet the brand new day
The sun is up, the sky is blue
It's beautiful and so are you
Dear Prudence, won't you come out to play
[Unintelligible] in the middle of her meditation course in Rishikesh, India. No one was to know that, s-s-sooner or later, she was to go completely berserk under the care of Maharishi Mahesh Yogi. All the people around were very worried about the girl, because she was going insane, so we sang to her
Thank you
