Sun Shower

Me and you in love with our Rule over solid waste Our artistic merit is questionable We'll fall on our face And I can't bare the sight Not to sound pragmatic But our parents were right This ain't adequate But you can always seek refuge under... Sunshowers There's a place for you, not no place for me under... Sunshowers Return to the bourgeoisie while I sift through debris You view the poverty line as a threshold For truth in pricey slums This ain't art school, it's a shark pool Of well-groomed yuppie scum And they got orders to kill Watch them fashion your cell How'd they get a recording deal When they're wack as hell But the chicken-scratch in your sketch book It mirrors what you loath Sunshowers There's a place for you, not no place for me under... Sunshowers Return to the bourgeoisie while I sift through debris under... Sunshowers There's a place for you, not no place for me under... Sunshowers Return to the bourgeoisie while I sift through debris under... Sunshowers They got easels to stain, and uh People to blame, with their Egos inflamed, and their Neat codenames I saw your sub-genre in a passing glance It was you and your DJ in matching pants Sleeping pills and record sleeves Defaced museum pieces Concert-goers flailing arms Taxidermy for the nouveau riche I don't need this I don't need this I don't need this I don't need this Sunshowers There's a place for you, not no place for me under... Sunshowers Return to the bourgeoisie while I sift through debris under... Sunshowers I don't need this I don't need this (Sunshowers...) I don't need this I don't need this