Brian Wilson (2000) Songtext / Lyric

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 stop

It's a matter of instinct

It's a matter of conditioning

Matter of fact

You can call me Pavlov, dog



Ring a bell and I'll salivate

And how'd you like that?

Dr.Landy tell me

You're not just a pedagogue






Cause right now I'm

Lyin' in bed, just like Brian Wilson did

Well I'm

I'm lyin' in bed just like Brian Wilson did ohh



So I'm lyin' here

Just starin' at the ceilin' tiles

And I'm thinkin' about

What to think about

Just listenin' and relistenin'

To smiley smile

And I'm wonderin' if this is

Some kind of creative drought because



I'm lyin' in bed

Just like Brian Wilson did

Well I'm

I'm lyin' in bed just like Brian Wilson did ohh



And if you wanna find me I'll be

Out in the sandbox

Just wonderin' where the hell all the

Love is gone

I'm playin' my guitar and buildin'

Castles in the sun, woh wo woh

And singin', "Fun, fun, fun"



I'm lyin' in bed

Just like Brian Wilson did

Well I'm

I'm lyin' in bed just like Brian Wilson did ohh



I 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, ohh

Somebody help me

I couldn't see the ground

Somebody help me

Couldn't see the ground

Somebody help me



Because I'm

I'm lyin' in bed

Just like Brian Wilson did

Well I'm

I'm lyin' in bed just like Brian Wilson did, ooh yea



Drove downtown in the rain

Nine thirty on a Tuesday night

Just to check out the late night

Record shop

(Late night record shop)

Call it impulsive

You can call it compulsive

And you can call it insane, ohh ohh

But when I'm surrounded I just can't

Stop