the sun Songtext
sleepy sunny chelsea
i need to tell you about vacations
while you're sewing on a blue gown to play in
nobody's looking
i could see watching you
who on the surface of the sun
the sun, the sun, the sun
it's the sun, the sun

in the golden hour
life fluctuates between faces smiling
and meaning aching
elsewhere sheets are waving
i could see watching you
who on the surface of the sun
the sun, the sun, the sun
it's the sun, the sun

hot today, hot today
hot today, hot today
hot today, hot today
hot to death, hot to death
you're hot to death
because you're hot to death
and you're hot to death
because you're hot to death
and you're gonna turn me on
you'll turn me on
you're gonna turn me on
you'll turn me on
i could see watching you
on the surface of the sun
the sun, the sun, the sun
it's the sun, it's the sun