Barenaked Ladies - Brian Wilson letra de canción

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;
But when I'm surrounded I just can't stop.

It's a matter of instinct, it's a matter of conditioning,
It's 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 lying in bed just like Brian Wilson did.

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 am

Lying in bed just like Brian Wilson did
Well I'm lying in bed just like Brian Wilson did.

And if you want to find me I'll be out in the sandbox,
Wondering where the hell all the love has gone.
Playing my guitar and building castles in the sun,
And singing «Fun, Fun, Fun».

Lying in bed just like Brian Wilson did
Well I'm lying in bed just like Brian Wilson did.

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
Somebody help me, I couldn't see the ground
Somebody help me, I couldn't see the ground
Somebody help me because I'm

Lying in bed just like Brian Wilson did
Well I'm lying in bed just like Brian Wilson did.

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;
But when I'm surrounded I just can't stop.