Skit

[Intro]
You know I'm hoping that you hear this song
Maybe you can learn the words and you can sing along
Summertime, everything's fine
Sitting on the grass and sipping white wine
Mixing Lauryn Hill with just funk and grime
Everything sounds better in the sunshine (Better In the sunshine)
Everything sounds better in the summertime

[Verse 1]
Someone's playing the saxophone
And I never want to go home
Sometimes I like being alone in a place
Where I am completely unknown
I'm slipping downstream
If you know what I mean

[Chorus]
In my head I play my piano
Syncopation I clap my hands
I know you think that I need a halo
So let me go to another land
I know I'm naive
Like you wouldn't believe
In my head I play my piano
Syncopation I tap my foot
There's no heaven but I need a halo
Give me back the blood you took
There's no heaven but I want to fly oh
I'm slipping downstream if you know what I mean

[Verse 2]
I'm just tryna get my mood to match the weather
So I can say "I've never been better"
She asks me if I want to share her cigarette, never
But maybe I can taste the smoke on her lips if I'm clever
I know I've got a screw face on
A stranger asks me what's wrong
I just told them to move it along
Cuz I'm trying to concentrate, listen to the bird song
And I'm
Taking it one day at a time
Hoping that my heartbreak would manifest itself in a rhyme
Praying hard that the universe will give me a sign
Counting the clock, time won't stop but I'm caught
I tell her goodbye
She argues, asking me why
She knows I'm 18
My family won't mind where I've been
Now I'm wondering if it was real
The sun's got me confused
And I don't know what to feel

[Bridge]
I don't know what to feel
Tell me was it real?
Or was it a dream?
I'm slipping downstream
If you know what I mean
It was a dream
I'm so naive
Like you wouldn't believe

[Chorus]
In my head I play my piano
Syncopation I clap my hands
There's no heaven but I need a halo
Better let me go to another land

[Outro]
Summertime, everything's fine
Sitting on the grass and sipping white wine
Mixing Lauryn Hill with just funk and grime
Everything sounds better in the sunshine
That thing, that thing, that thing