SONG ABOUT SOME CRAZY NIGHTS MANY YEARS AGO.

Break the cycle of work and sleep and work and sleep

Make it over with some paint and a blowtorch.

We'll dot the eye and we'll give it some life. Bring it to life.

Summertime, you know I'm on to you.

This is it, no epiphany.

Sea-monkeys, blue Mr.Freeze. A permanent stain on the carpet of my memory.

I can't stop this wagon we're on. This ride might be our last.

Well I ain't no dog, but I can bite.