Snailhouse
Blue Sun
It's all there in everything you areThe ennui the electric guitarYou turn up you tell it like it isTurn it up and shout it to the kidsAll in good time you'll wake up feeling fineOnly when they call my name I answerOnly then I tell them that I hereThe blue sun that wakes you upIs the same one, the red one that drags the dayYou're fed up from living in your carWith no one to wonder where you areYou're fed up from living like a pigStaying up and never sleeping inAll in good time you'll wake up feeling fineOnly when they call my name I answerOnly then I tell them that I hereThe blue sun that wakes you upIs the same one, the red one that drags the dayTell me why we never have the time to get anything doneTell me how we made it until nowHow we got anything done
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