So you sold me out
So you sold your brother out again
The sun shines all the time
And my grass is always green
And people don’t seem to mind
When I don’t say what I mean
From this far away
It kinda looks like rain
Get back inside
It’s coming down
I want a colourful theme and a vending machine down the hall
I want a ready-made bed and a passport safe in the wall
I want to have it just the way I couldn’t give it
I want a life that lives the way we couldn’t live it
So I can sleep, sleep, sleep
Or maybe I’ll just sit in the car
