Brian Wilson lyrics
Song information
Artist: Barenaked Ladies Album: Gordon
Lyrics
Words & music by steven page
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 But 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
Chorus 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 am
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And if you want to find me I'll be out in the sandbox Wondering where the hell all the love has gone Playing my guitar and building castles in the sun And singing "fun, fun, fun."
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I had a dream that I was three hundred pounds And though I was very heavy I floated 'til I couldn't see the ground I floated 'til I could not 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
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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; But when I'm surrounded I just can't stop
[from http://lyrics.doheth.co.uk]
"Gordon" album track list
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