sunshine 'n' high chrome
d-a-d
we're in the middle of a search for a holy cow
i can slip on my chains and do whatever is wanted
i can follow you into your dollhouse
kid with a dirty mouth has lost his fights
from my rise in the morning to my falling down at night
i smile and i let that smile be my umbrella
this is sunlight in chrome
it couldn't be much better
and like the circus leaves a circle in the grass
it's time to move over and get on and let it pass