LYRICS
Use A− / A+ to adjust text sizeBrian Wilson
Drove downtown in the rain, nine-thirty on a Tuesday nightJust to check out the late-night record shopCall it impulsive, call it compulsive, call it insaneWhen I'm surrounded I just can't stopIt's a matter of instinct, It's a matter of conditioning,It's a matter of factYou can call me Pavlov's dogRing a bell and I'll salivate -- how'd you like thatDr. Landy tell me you're not just a pedagogue'Cause right now I'mChorusLying in bed just like Brian Wilson didWell I'm lying in bed just like Brian Wilson didSo I'm lying here Just staring at the ceiling tilesAnd I'm thinking about what to think aboutJust listening and re-listening to Smiley SmileAnd I'm wondering if this is some kind of creative drought ?cause I'mChorusBridge 1And if you want to find me I'll be out in the sandboxWondering where the hell all the love has gonePlaying my guitar and building castles in the sunAnd singing "Fun Fun Fun"ChorusBridge 2(rpt.)I had a dream that I was three hundred poundsAnd though I was very heavyI floated till I couldn't see the groundI floated till I couldn't see the groundSomebody help me, I couldn't see the groundSomebody help me, I couldn't see the groundSomebody help me because I'mChorus (abr.)Rpt. vse. 1?just cant stop?
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