Lying In the Sun

Wish I could lie in the sun

The same things as anyone

Wish I could lie down there

With my feet high in the air

I'd have a drink in my hand

Read words from a newspaper stand

Wish I could lie in the sun

Wish I could fly like everyone

The same things as anyone

The same things as anyone

But you burn me up, you paint my skin

In bad designs that ain't even in

My skin's crawling up the wall

Into the the ocean I'd love to fall

I hear the sounds but they ain't the same

As feeling them with you two feet away

There's always more worse off than me

Suppose I'm lucky I can even see

All the people that I'd like to be

Passing me by everyday in the street

The same things as anyone

The same things as anyone

But you burn me up, you paint my skin

In bad designs that ain't even in

I got good lungs, I got a good heart

My mind is fit and my feet can walk

Ah-ah-ah, ah-ah-ah-ah-ah

Ah-ah, ah-ah-ah-ah-ah

Ah-ah-ah, ah-ah-ah-ah-ah

Ah-ah, ah-ah-ah-ah-ah

Here I am in the shade, on the street

Asking people for money to eat

What did I ever do to deserve this?

Did I kill a child or something worse?

The same things as anyone

What's the reason, baby, make you feel

How much more fortunate you are than me?

Eh-eh-eh-eh-eh-eh-eh-eh-eh

Eh-eh-eh-eh-eh-eh-eh-eh-eh