sun -



all our dreams are dreams of fun

handing out the watergun

shoot me and i'll drink you

into the shade i'll shrink you



finally we're done and stare up into the sky

flat on our backs we lie in quicksand

slowly my hand flies up and away

with the yellow bird driven by



wind -

i think i'll come to sin

with all this heaty windy skin

around my neck

and what glory the sand in my pants

reminds me of doreen



sand -

we cannot fight getting tanned

all the limits banned

into the nightflight time's right, no fight

there goes the sun into the the nightlife, yeah



whang i sing while the others swing

like a beam of light through a bottle

suzie swings her phoney rings (repeat)



time -

bugs crawling up our spine

and the memory is mine

i'm a grain of sand in your hand

so hand me mine

yeah that would be fine



heat -

i kiss the blisters on your feet

a lizard's eye i greet

i'm afraid there's no aid till we get laid

into the nightlife time's right no flight



whang i sing while the others swing

like a beam of light through a bottle

suzie swings her phoney rings (repeat)



[: i think i'll come to sin

with all that heaty windy skin

around my neck

and what glory the sand in my pants

reminds me of doreen

mocking photography

shocking in the sand with me



sand in my pants. sand in my pants. sand in my pants.



whang i sing while the others swing

like a beam of light through a bottle

suzie swings her phoney rings :] 2x