Текст (слова) песни: Brian Wilson - 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 complusive,
Call it insanne.
But when I`m surrounded I just can`t, stop.

It`s a matter of instincts,
A matter of conditioning,
A matter of fact.
You can call me Pavlov`s dog.

Ring a bell and I salivate,
How`d you like that?
Dr. Landy tell me,
I`m not just a pedagogue.

`Cuz right now I`m

(chorus)
Lyin in bed,
Just like Brian Wilson did,
Well I am,
Lying in bed,
Just like Brian Wilson did.

So I`m lying here,
Just staring at the ceiling tiles,
And I`m thinking about,
Oh, what to think about.

Just listening and relistening,
To Smiley Smile.
And wondering if this is some kind of creative drought
Because I`m

Chorus

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"

Chorus

I had a dream
that I was three hundred pounds
Snd though I was very heavy
I floated `til I couldn`t see the ground
I floated `til I couldn`t see the ground
Somebody help me,
I couldn`t see the ground
Somebody help me because I`m

Chorus

Drove downtown in the rain
Nine-thirty on a tuesday night,
Just to check out the late-night
Record shop.
Call it impulsive
You can call it compulsive,
You can call it insane;
But when I`m surrounded
I just can`t
Stop.

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