Saturday, October 28, 2006
Sunshine - Screeching Weasel
Well, it might seem like we're not the ones to tell you,
But who's in charge of your destiny,
Some dumb fucker or is it?
You know it's not what's in between your legs, but what's inside your head that counts.
You say you're worthless,
But i see through the bullshit - I see through the bullshit.
We're not helpless; you can stand on your own two feet,
So why do you let yourself be treated like a fucking piece of meat?
You call it life, I call it rape, I call it prostitution,
I don't know why you hate yourself, 'cos you're not ugly at all.
So let the sunshine in, and chase away your blues,
'cos smilers never lose, and frowners never win.
So let the sunshine in!
I know it's fucking hard, but now it's time to try to start to let the sunshine in.
And when you feel fucked up, yeah, life is in the gutter;
Think about it for a minute,
It's what you say that matters.
Don't call it life, just call it rape, just call it prostitution,
And you won't have to hate yourself, 'cos you know you're a beautiful person.
Let the sunshine in, and chase away your blues,
'cos smilers never lose, and frowners never win.
So let the sunshine in!
I know it's fucking hard,
But now it's time to try to start to let the sunshine in.
The sun's gonna shine on you,
The sun's gonna shine on you,
The sun's gonna shine on you,
So let the sunshine, let the sunshine through!
The sun's gonna shine on you,
The sun's gonna shine on you,
The sun's gonna shine on you,
So let the sunshine, let the sunshine, you gotta let the sunshine,
Let the sunshine, let the sunshine, let the sunshine, let the sunshine,
Let the sunshine, let the sunshine, let the sunshine through!
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