The day that I became my father
I was high walking westward
Too much conscious makes you heavy
"Change your mind not the world" I write
On a label for my suitcase
Too much sun makes you need ice
So I'm signing to a cool tune
When did all the clouds here?
Well I'm not guilty
And how did your beauty win
If everybody's so ugly?
Well I'm frustrated 'cause I know
That I'm right
The day that I became my father
Golf seemed a wonder of a sport, yea
Too much sun makes you need ice
So I'm laughing as the sun drowns
When did all the clouds sell out?
Well I'm not guilty
And how did your beauty win
If everybody's so ugly?
And I'm frustrated 'cause i know
That I'm right
When did all the clouds sell out
And how did your beauty win
If everybody's so ugly?