Brian Wilson
Drove downtown in the rain
Nine-thirty on a Tuesday night,
Just to check out the late-night record shop
Call it impulsive, call it compulsive, call it insane
When I'm surrounded I just can't stop.
It's a matter of instinct,
It's a matter of conditioning,
It's a matter of fact
You can call me Pavlov's dog
Ring a bell and I'll salivate -- how'd you like that
Dr. Landy tell me you're not just a pedagogue
'Cause right now I'm
Lying in bed just like Brian Wilson did
Well I'm lying in bed just like Brian Wilson did.
So I'm lying here
Just staring at the ceiling tiles,
And I'm thinking about what to think about.
Just listening and relistening to Smiley Smile
And I'm wondering if this is some kind of creative drought
Because I'm
Lying in bed just like Brian Wilson did
Well I'm lying in bed just like Brian Wilson did.
And if you want to find me I'll be out in the sandbox
Wondering where all the hell all the love has gone
Playing my guitar and building castles in the sun
And singing "Fun Fun Fun"
Lying in bed just like Brian Wilson did
Well I'm lying in bed just like Brian Wilson did.
I had a dream
That I was three hundred pounds
And though I was very heavy
I floated till I couldn't see the ground
I floated till I couldn't see the ground
Somebody help me, I couldn't see the ground
Somebody help me, I couldn't see the ground
Somebody help me because I'm
Lying in bed just like Brian Wilson did
Well I'm lying in bed just like Brian Wilson did.
Drove downtown in the rain
Nine-thirty on a Tuesday night,
Just to check out the late-night record shop
Call it impulsive, call it compulsive, call it insane
When I'm surrounded I just can't stop.