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Brian Wilson (Rochester, NY 3-3-04)

Drove downtown in the rain

Nine-thirty on a Tuesday night

Just to check out the late-night record shop

Call it impulsive, Call it compulsive

Call it insane

But when I'm surrounded I just can't stopIt's a matter of instinct

It's a matter of conditioning and a matter of fact

You can call me Pavlov's Dog

Ring a bell and I'll salivate

How'd you like that?

Dr. Landy tell me you're not just a pedagogue'Cause right now I'm lying in bed

Just like Brian Wilson did

Well I am lying in bed

Just like Brian Wilson didSo I'm lying here

Just staring at the ceiling tiles

And I'm thinking about, oh what to think about

Just listening and relistening

To Smiley Smile

And I'm wondering if this is some kind of creative droughtBecause I'm lying in bed

Just like Brian Wilson did

Well I am lying in bed

Just like Brian Wilson did, whoaAnd if you want to find me

I'll be out in the sandbox

Just wondering where the hell all the love has gone

I'm playing my guitar and building

Castles in the sun, oh oh oh

And singing "Fun, Fun, Fun"Lying in bed

Just like Brian Wilson did

Well I am lying in bed

Just like Brian Wilson did, whoaI had a dream

That I was three hundred pounds

And though I was very heavy

I floated 'til I couldn't see the ground

I floated 'til I couldn't see the ground

Somebody, I couldn't see the ground

Somebody, I couldn't see the ground

SomebodyBecause I'm lying in bed

Just like Brian Wilson did

Well I am lying in bed

Just like Brian Wilson did, yeahDrove downtown in the rain

Nine-thirty on a Tuesday night

Just to check out the late-night record shopCall it impulsive, call it compulsive

You can call it insane, oh oh

But when I'm surrounded I just can't stop

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