Nothing but a mudpie,
Wrapped up inside with pretty bow.
Nothing but a castle,
Built on top of strong quicksand.
& inside these cardboard walls & saran wrap windows,
Lies a rusty pot of fools gold,
That you got with your life.
Are you tired of being wrapped up on loyalty?
Are you trying to make yourself act like royalty?
Until the day you became his praise.
As you tripped over your red carpet.
You wash your hair in that luca oil,
Then you wrap your head up with tin foil.
& prance around in your bathroom,
Pretending you're a king.
Just spin me home.
Sinking fast.
Stir now.
Well you can follow your rainbows,
& I will follow the sun now.
Wherever he goes,
It's not too far to run.
So I will follow the sun.
Follow the sun.
Nothing but a calender hanging on your wall,
That's 23 years old.
Nothing but a for sale sign on a house,
That's already sold.
Trying to crew through that,
Chocolate covered barbed wire.
'Cause they're almong the beautiful filth,
Waiting for you on the other side.
Just spin me home.
Sinking fast.
Stir now.
Well you can follow your rainbows,
& I will follow the sun now.
Wherever he goes,
It's not too far to run.
So I will follow the sun.
Follow the sun.
Follow the sun.
Follow the sun.
Follow the sun.
Clever lives end up rusty & forgotten.
Brilliant minds end up with alzheimer's.
What I thought was so deep ended up so hollow.
& what I thought had meaning,
ended up so shallow.
& you can follow your rainbows,
& I will follow the sun now.
Wherever he goes,
It's not too far to run.
So I will follow the sun.
& you can follow your rainbows,
& I will follow the sun now.
Wherever he goes,
It's not too far to run.
So I will follow the sun.
