Yellow Sunshine
She's gone up in my head
She's crawled into my bed
She's gonna make me crazy
My little punk rock daisy
Take a drag off her cigarette
Watch her spin an old cassette
I think she's gonna kill me
Still I wish that she would thrill me
I've gone up in her head
I've crawled into her bed
I'm gonna make her crazy
Her hunky punk rock lazy
Take a drag off her cigarette
Watch her spin an old cassette
I think she's gonna kill me
Still I wish that she would drill me
Getting lost in the woods together
Could've asked for better weather
Memories of when I spun her
Fading fast with the warmth of summer
We've gone out on the country
Somewhere where we can run free
Mushrooms up on the plateau
Where are we? I don't quite know
Come down into my room please
I'll share with you my disease
Trips out of my mind, your mind
Only if you are inclined
Take a drag off her cigarette
Watch her spin an old cassette
I think she's gonna kill me
Still I wish that she would drill me
Getting lost in the woods together
Could've asked for better weather
I know I'll never keep her
I wouldn't want me either
Getting lost in the woods together
Could've asked for better weather
Memories of when I spun her
Fading fast with the warmth of summer
Getting lost in the woods together
I'm so lost
I'm so lost
She's crawled into my bed
She's gonna make me crazy
My little punk rock daisy
Take a drag off her cigarette
Watch her spin an old cassette
I think she's gonna kill me
Still I wish that she would thrill me
I've gone up in her head
I've crawled into her bed
I'm gonna make her crazy
Her hunky punk rock lazy
Take a drag off her cigarette
Watch her spin an old cassette
I think she's gonna kill me
Still I wish that she would drill me
Getting lost in the woods together
Could've asked for better weather
Memories of when I spun her
Fading fast with the warmth of summer
We've gone out on the country
Somewhere where we can run free
Mushrooms up on the plateau
Where are we? I don't quite know
Come down into my room please
I'll share with you my disease
Trips out of my mind, your mind
Only if you are inclined
Take a drag off her cigarette
Watch her spin an old cassette
I think she's gonna kill me
Still I wish that she would drill me
Getting lost in the woods together
Could've asked for better weather
I know I'll never keep her
I wouldn't want me either
Getting lost in the woods together
Could've asked for better weather
Memories of when I spun her
Fading fast with the warmth of summer
Getting lost in the woods together
I'm so lost
I'm so lost
Credits
Writer(s): Nate Kurzawa
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