Ty Segall - You Make the Sun Fry lyrics

rate me

Ever 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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