Laying into summer music
wall fell down so I built a new one
Dumped my nervous tendencies, see
See what you've become from me
Rock and roll is out of control, and—
"Bring her back by nine, young man!"
It's all salted sweet peas
We'll think back to drinking milk on our Mondays
Laying into some amusement
Banged and bruised and unexcused, and
Lick of someone's tooth is sweet, sweet, sweet
Te-te-te-terribly
Rotten soul, and you're out of control, and—
"Bring her back and hold her hand!"
It's all salted sweet peas
Well, think back, those hanging up in the third grade
Run into tea errors, run faster, faster
Run into tea errors, run faster, faster
Stop, fall down and take the bus there, faster
Run into tea errors, run faster, faster
(Run into tea errors, run faster, faster)
(Run to tea errors, run faster, faster)
(Stop, fall down and take the bus there, faster)
(Run into tea errors, run faster-ter-ter-ter-ter-ter)
And baby, our love is more confident (Oh no!)
Nothing at all by minding your hand (No, no)
You're rocking the boat, so find you some rest
And driving in the sky-y-y
Your love and the fright (Ow)
Please go slow, so I (Ow)
Can relive it!
I can't receive
Your love right back to the sun
I can't receive
Your love right back to the sun
I lied
And that's the good news-n-news
Oh!
Break-bre-bre-break on the shake-a-shake (You wanna break?)
Bri-bri-bri-bring on the shame, ah
Well, think fast, we're drinking milk on a Monday! (Ah-ooh-eee—)
On a Monday (Ah-ooh-eee—)
