Lyrics:
Autograph Of The Sun

twenty-six and a half years old That's when I swore that someday, Someday I would get outta that basement And travel to a magical, far away place, Where the sun

your autograph? It's not for what you are It's for only what you're not This is not a place, it's a feelin' now Burnin' up in the sun in the fields Next

ice rollin, layin' on the gas Love the grass, colliflower hurtin' when I dumped the trash Sour mad surgeon, every glass up at the Wally Bash Sun splash, autographed

She came to dance in California To spend the weekend in the sun Nobody took the time to warn her La dolce vita had begun Everything started at this Hollywood

goin' on BBC1 Yeah, that's right, I smoke draw from Wales Suicide's a good idea to improve vinyl sales It's useless, it's crap, I'll never be in the sun

like a swan My time is money, ring me alone Flip it to the ceiling watch it do a somersault Niggas say they run shit, I just see it running out Done it all, under the sun

Who's the hippy now? I cut it off to make you proud Abuse my limbs until the sun goes down I don't wanna be alone again Got Jesus' autograph No handshake

from coast to coast In penthouse suits with out any clothes I used to stroll to avid holes in my shoes But now I fly first class and bask in sun tanning

s done; He couldn't wait to have his fun. His battle's lost, his battle's won. He can't count the clouds that blot the sun, Now that the great gray sky