Brian Wilson

Drove downtown in the rain
Nine-thirty on a Tuesday night
Just to check out the late night
Record shop

Call it impulsive
Call it complusive
Call it insane
But when I'm surrounded I just can't, stop

It's a matter of instincts
A matter of conditioning
A matter of fact
You can call me Pavlov's dog

Ring a bell and I salivate
How'd you like that?
Dr. Landy tell me
I'm not just a pedagogue

'Cause right now I'm

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Lyin in bed
Just like Brian Wilson did
Well I am
Lying in bed
Just like Brian Wilson did

So I'm lying here
Just staring at the ceiling tiles
And I'm thinking about
Oh, what to think about

Just listening and relistening
To Smiley Smile
And wondering if this is some kind of creative drought
Because I'm

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And if you want to find me
I'll be out in the sandbox
Wondering where the hell all the
Love has gone
Playing my guitar and
Building castles in the sun and
Singing "Fun, Fun, Fun"

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I had a dream
That I was three hundred pounds
And though I was very heavy
I floated 'til I couldn't see the ground
I floated 'til I couldn't see the ground
Somebody help me
I couldn't see the ground
Somebody help me because I'm

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Drove downtown in the rain
Nine-thirty on a Tuesday night
Just to check out the late-night
Record shop
Call it impulsive
You can call it compulsive
You can call it insane;
But when I'm surrounded
I just can't
Stop