's an animal kingdom You can't even see it Till the sun goes down Up in the mountains There's beautiful rings On fingers that dance To invisible sound Up
Suns to lift up in between They told some stories like you've never seen Just about everything slips down in between Mine to lift up and to follow in
knows hot It knows cool It know what's what It's no fool Fill up the bucket with Whatever you got Make sure it's something That the bucket likes a lot Fly on
elevators to take the chosen few Who can afford the scenic view To the top of some big tower looking out on fields of blue Walking clouds on caves of
Pistachios turn your fingers red Row your way back home you know Roll right into bed Pick it up in a week or two Flags jump out your head Row your way
Hot pink volcano in the heart of the tornado Is shaking the lemonade tree Hot pink forest is backed by a furnace That boils the lemonade free And it
Pistachios turn your fingers red Row your way back home, you know Roll right into bed Pick it up in a week or two Flags jump out your head Row your way
The sun is up and beating down Hot enough to melt the ground A little water would do us good The clouds would help us if they could They'd send showers
Two rivers rolling by Two waters side by side Never touching, they remain Two rivers never meet When they meet the waters change Two waters, one name
gold burns slow Like coal camper's candles All lost in the snow Lay down - you're on The warmth that I'm weaving Is for you alone Up on the sun Where
Around here, it's all the same I said, it's all the same When drops of sunshine Start to turn to rain I said, it's all the same They don't know what
Prevod: Meat Puppets. Up On The Sun.
