Laying into summer music
Wall fell down so I built a new one
Took my nervous tendencies-cies
See what you've become from me?
Rock and roll is out of control, and
Bring her back by nine, young man!
It's all salted sweet peas
We'll think back to drinking milk on a Monday

Laying into some amusement
Banged and bruised and unexcused and
Lick of someone's tooth is sweet sweet sweet
Tooth-tooth to terror me
Rotten soul and you're out of control
Bring her back and hold her hand!
It's all salted sweet peas
Well, think back, those hanging up in the third grade
Run into tea errors, run faster, faster
Run into tea errors, run faster, faster
Stop fall down and take the bus there faster
Run into tea errors, running faster, faster
(Run into tea errors, run faster, faster)
(Run into tea errors, run faster, faster)
(Stop fall down and take the bus there faster)
(Run into tea errors, run faster-ter-ter-ter-ter-ter)

And baby, our love is more comfy there (oh no)
Nothing engulfed by mounds of your hair (no no)
You're rocking the boat you're so fine you're so rare
And driving inside
Your love and the fright
Please go slow so my
Head will learn

I can't receive
Your love
Right back to the Sun
I can't receive
Your love
Right back to the Sun
I lied
And that's the good news

Break-bre-bre-break on the shake-a-shake
You wanna break
Bri-bri-bri-bring on the shame ah

Well think fast we're drinking milk on a Monday (ah-ooh-eeh)
On a Monday (ah-ooh-eeh)