Sunny Day In Hell - Argyle Johansen



     
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Sunny Day In Hell Lyrics


I woke up today, to hear the weather man say
It was gonna be another sunny day in hell.
Now this got stuck in my hand and I just don't understand
How this got me through life but I'm still here.
So they stole my memory with the pictures on TV
and I sat through it and I took it on the chin
Now I sit here passively, smoking like a chimney,
And I wonder sometimes where it all went south
On a sunny day in hell, a sunny day in hell
On a sunny day in hell, a sunny day in hell
So they got me to my feet and pushed me out onto the street
In a taxi cab to a waiting room I sped
When in her Sunday clothes, passed a girl named Anna Rose
who said look up when I was looking low

On a sunny day in hell, a sunny day in hell
On a sunny day in hell, a sunny day in hell
For the times when I forgotten, when you called me Johnny Rotten
and then told me you'd be sittin' in the sun
Down at the riverside where I can sit and hide
and think about somethings I haven't done.
On a sunny day in hell, a sunny day in hell
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Lyrics submitted by Malice None.

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Some days an alter-ego, others, a four or five piece band; Argyle Johansen (the alter-ego part at least) is solely the product of not being capable of working well/playing nice with the other kids. He came into being – the evolution of one John F. Wentz in a tiny bedroom studio in Bushwick, Brooklyn, New York – several years ago. It began with the simple desire of self-expression. Thoughts, ideas and feelings seeking outlet gradually blossomed into rich, bright songwriting that exposes the heart of a true music aficionado with its seemingly effortless mixture of contemporary adult pop and old school folk rock – and a few other delightful ingredients. Read more on Last.fm. User-contributed text is available under the Creative Commons By-SA License; additional terms may apply.

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