Exercise One

I crossed the line in the sixties
I saw a train, it almost missed me
The president is wearing glasses
The hope is preaching to the masses

I'm gonna hate my brain tomorrow
I'm gonna hate my brain tomorrow
It's too late tonight for your sorrows
I'm gonna hate my brain tomorrow

Richard Nixon had a wet dream
He's not so tricky as he seems
Making phone calls to the moon
While tossing needles at the balloons

I'm gonna hate my brain tomorrow
I'm gonna hate my brain tomorrow
It's too late tonight for your sorrows
I'm gonna hate my brain tomorrow

Exercise one
Celebrate the sunshine
Exercise one
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Exercise one
Celebrate the sunshine
Exercise one
Yeah, yeah, yeah

I'm gonna hate my brain tomorrow
I'm gonna hate my brain tomorrow
It's too late tonight for your sorrows
I'm gonna hate my brain tomorrow

Exercise one
Celebrate the sunshine
Exercise one
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Exercise one
Celebrate the sunshine
Exercise one
Yeah, yeah, yeah

I crossed the line in the sixties
I saw a train, it almost hit me
The president is wearing glasses
The hope is preaching to the masses

I'm gonna hate my brain tomorrow
I'm gonna hate my brain tomorrow
It's too late tonight for your sorrows
I'm gonna hate my brain tomorrow

Exercise one
Celebrate the sunshine
Exercise one
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Exercise one
Celebrate the sunshine
Exercise one
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Exercise one
Everything is so fine
Exercise one
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Exercise one
Everything is so fine
Exercise one
Yeah, yeah, yeah



Credits
Writer(s): Markus Temiseva
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