Brian Wilson

Barenaked Ladies

Gordon

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 compulsive, call it insane
When I'm surrounded, I just can't stop

It's a matter of instinct, it's a matter of conditioning, a matter of fact
You can call me Pavlov's dog
Ring a bell and I'll salivate, how'd you like that?
Dr. Landy, tell me you're not just a pedagogue

'Cause right now, I'm lying in bed, just like Brian Wilson did
Well, I'm, I'm lying in bed, just like Brian Wilson did, whoa

So I'm lying here, just staring at the ceiling tiles
And I'm thinking about what to think about
Just listening and relistening to Smiley smile
And I'm wondering if this is some kind of creative drought

Because I'm lying in bed, just like Brian Wilson did
Well, I'm, I'm lying in bed, just like Brian Wilson did, whoa

And if you wanna find me, I'll be out in the sandbox
Just wondering where the hell all the love has gone
Playing my guitar and building castles in the sun, whoa whoa whoa
And singing Fun, Fun, Fun

I'm lying in bed, just like Brian Wilson did
Well, I'm, I'm lying in bed, just like Brian Wilson did, whoa

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, oh
Somebody help me, I couldn't see the ground
Somebody help me, couldn't see the ground
Somebody help me

Because I'm lying in bed, just like Brian Wilson did
Well, I'm, I'm lying in bed, just like Brian Wilson did, whoa

Because I'm lying in bed, just like Brian Wilson did
Well, I'm, I'm lying in bed, just like Brian Wilson did, whoa, yeah

Drove downtown in the rain, nine-thirty on a Tuesday night
Just to check out the late night record shop (late night record shop)
Call it impulsive, you can call it compulsive, you can call it insane, oh
But when I'm surrounded, I just can't stop

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