Drove downtown in the rainNine thirty on a Tuesday nightJust to check out the late nightRecord shopCall it impulsiveCall it compulsiveCall it insaneBut when I'm surrounded I just can't stopIt's a matter of instinctIt's a matter of conditioningMatter of factYou can call me Pavlov, dog
Ring a bell and I'll salivateAnd how'd you like that?Dr. Landy, tell meYou're not just a pedagogue
Cause right now I'mLyin' in bed, just like Brian Wilson didWell I'mI'm lyin' in bed, just like Brian Wilson did, oh
So I'm lyin' hereJust starin' at the ceilin' tilesAnd I'm thinkin' aboutWhat to think aboutJust listenin' and relistenin'To smiley smileAnd I'm wonderin' if this isSome kind of creative drought because
I'm lyin' in bedJust like Brian Wilson didWell I'mI'm lyin' in bed, just like Brian Wilson did, oh
And if you wanna find me I'll beOut in the sandboxJust wonderin' where the hell all theLove is goneI'm playin' my guitar and buildin'Castles in the sun, woh wo wohAnd singin', "fun, fun, fun"
I'm lyin' in bedJust like Brian Wilson didWell I'mI'm lyin' in bed, just like Brian Wilson did, oh
I had a dreamThat I was three hundred poundsAnd though I was very heavyI floated 'til I couldn't see the groundI floated 'til I couldn't see the ground, ohSomebody help meI couldn't see the groundSomebody help meCouldn't see the groundSomebody help me
Because I'mI'm lyin' in bedJust like Brian Wilson didWell I'mI'm lyin' in bed, just like Brian Wilson did, oh, yeah
Drove downtown in the rainNine thirty on a Tuesday nightJust to check out the late nightRecord shop(Late night record shop)Call it impulsiveYou can call it compulsiveAnd you can call it insane, oh, ohBut when I'm surrounded I just can'tStop
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