Previously unreleased Recorded 1/2/63 Brian Wilson Instrumental
I want to find the water That will wash this whole damned slate clean Break down Break up We sleep in what we create Right now i'm living so much hate
yourself You're conceited to the bone Self-important Self-indulgent You've been overestimated A jester on a makeshift throne The laughter dies, you owe us a punchline
Today don't look so bad compared to tomorrow if time is all we have then we're living on borrowed yesterday's for fools who try to remember the good
You'll be gone tomorrow you'll be gone tomorrow gone tomorrow you're preoccupied with the latest fashion hip today, hip today with wide open eyes on
As for this song i'll set the mood there's nothing wrong prefer solitude alone to think of what i don't know the deeper i sink the further i'll go nothing
Respect, always everybody looking for some respect, who do you think you're gonna get it from respect, anybody here deserving of none respect, tell me
So you want me to take it off just to see what's underneath my cloth i'll show you i'm every inch a man measure all that you think you can i'm more
Last round looks like i'm in for a fight knocked down there is nowhere left to hide stick 'n' move when i try to run away old one two i only end up face
Sun going up, making its rounds it keeps on moving, painting the town before you know it, she's sinking low so tell me something . . . something i don
So you're a self proclaimed messiah or maybe a blasphemes liar a clever hypnotic hoax a hallowed heretic coax who tells these stories so old no, never
So tell me what can i do that you couldn't see through from the very start there is only one thing yet to come from my heart loving you, unconditionally
Little lamb come out of the rain you'll catch your death in the cold a helping hand to come ease the pain in peace you'll rest in our fold i can be
road to get to the other side i'm still waiting for the punchline whoever said the grass always grows greener on the other lied i'm still waiting for the punchline
mein [refrain] Punchline Gewitter yeah Punchline Gewitter yeah Punchline Gewitter Punchline Gewitter yeah Punchline Gewitter yeah Punchline Gewitter Punchline Gewitter yeah Punchline Gewitter yeah Punchline Gewitter Punchline
J'marche sur l'eau, j'nage sur le bitume Et ca fait 3 minutes Jimmy Punchline, 7eme Magnitude [scratch] Quand j'dis Jimmy, vous dites Punchline Jimmy ! Punchline
So I waited till I was alone, when I called you on the phone- about to tell you that I love you so- till you said you had to go. Said you'd call me back
With the jobs I?ve taken The bones that I?ve broken Seems nothings the way that it used to be But now it?s over, I guess that I?m older The proof is
