Tekst:
Chico Soares

I dropped out of high school It bored me to death They taught me a dress code And lodged my respect I flied up to New York And learned from the plants

Girl from the sun The color red She melted my gun She melted my head She's got me Talking to myself I sit in restaurants Forever and talk to myself She

Prijevod: Šik. Izlazak sunca.

Prijevod: Guided By Voices. Djevojka od sunca.

(Instrumental)

: There's things i want there's things i think i want there's things i've had there's things i wanna have do i want the dreams the ones we're forced

Ti senti solo in mezzo alla gente osservi tutto ma non tocchi niente ti senti strano e poco importante quasi fossi trasparente. E poi resti fermo e non

we fell in love and kissed under the sun wrote down the way this ends, and then we kissed again i hear the sound, the gods can't scare me now cause i

[sample repeated throughout the song] "And you can tell what the problem, that boy is going to hell" [Intro: Dom PaChino] Yeah, Tera Iz Him The shit