Sunshine en Wheatus

When I look at your face I see dirt
All the sunshine you blow up my ass starts to hurt
And I don't really mind if I nothing in your eyes
It's no suprize to me
Cause the rocket I built, is under my kilt,
It's comming to blow youaway.

I was a jerk, I did the work, for somebody else's dream,
I took the chance, I lost my pants, in somebody else's dreamtonight.

Now you're calling me up to get paid,
And if you don't get paid then you'll never get laid.
But I really don't have any money, I say goodbye,
And you'll have to depend on the size.
Cause the thing that I built, it's ripping my kilt,
It's comming to blow you away.

I was a jerk, I did the work, for somebody else's dream,
I took the chance, I lost my pants, in somebody else's dreamtonight.

Now I think that I'm going to bed,
As the image of you and your crap leaves my head.
Cause it's t-minus 20 tomorrow, rocket flies,
And it doesn't depend on the size.

Cause the thing that I built, it's ripping my kilt,
It's comming to blow you away.

I was a jerk, I did the work, for somebody else's dream,
I took the chance, I lost my pants, in somebody else's dreamtonight.