Ty Segall - You Make the Sun Fry lyrics
rate meEver since the mighty man
Made himself an iron hand
I was trapped inside again
Trying to get out.
Oh, won't you take me to the hill?
Put me in your coupe de ville
And tell me that you love me still,
We could get out of here!
Chorus:
Oh life is a story
Won't you be my story girl
Your eyes are the skies
We could eat the tasty pieces
Of the peaches on the beaches,
Tell me what would be such fun
Sitting in the garden sun
And you could go and meet my mom,
We could sit there all day long
Tell me what would be so wrong
Oh, so wrong, with that!
Oh life is a story
Won't you be my story girl
Your eyes are the skies
It shows that the sun fries
and you saw nothin'
you make me so happy
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