this is a beatiful life just cause it catches the light gonna let it all slide like butter on a warm knife this irrelevant high this blue puchbowl sky yer yer yer hair is blonde but not the brow above your eye i take my mouth of your foot give up and i feel good i give up and i feel good im gonna rot in the sun
in the sun in the sun rot in the sun rot in the sun
dependable star pumps like a heart you out the core ignore the sweetest part cause its here to impress with perfect success even at its worst you know it burns when its best no protection from the glare and i dont care i don care im gonna rot in the sun
its round and smooth a controllable cruise get that match away from that fuse cause it might explode and goodness knows i dont want to rock and tip and sink the boat so everbody freeze noboy sneeze im stuck and stung by the summertime bees and we will