I'm Just A Sophisticated Bag of Lemon Underneath Your Summer Day
Counting All My Blessings And Counting All The Money I've Accumulated On My Way
I Don't Want Your Plastic Upsets And Puppet Legends And Silly Ideas
All I Want Is Your Love
I Listen To You But I Know You Have Nothing To Say
I'm Just A Sophisticated Bag Of Lemon Underneath Your Summer Day
I'm An Emancipated Firework Exploding On Your Busy Street
Stomping My Guitars As You Pass Me In Your Car Always Trying To Knock Me Clean Off My Feet
I Don't Care If You Want The Whole World And The Stars In The Sky Or A Heavenly Bar
You're Wasting Your Time If It's Only That That You're Trying To Convey
I'm Just A Sophisticated Bag Of Lemon Underneath Your Summer Day
I'm An Emaciated Hipster Drinking Dreams Beneath My Consciousness
Standing In The Gutter In The Middle Of A Splatterhead And A Horus Underneath My Lodges
Happy Horse Of One Million Years Trying To Rescue My Brain From The Flood Of My Mind
All That I Need Seems To Be Needless To Say
I'm Just A Sophisticated Bag Of Lemon Underneath Your Summer Day
Summer Day
Summer Day
Summer Day
Summer Day
Summer Day
Summer Day
Summer Day
Summer Day
Summer Day