Brian Wilson

<br>Drove downtown in the rain, <br>Nine-thirty on a Tuesday night, <br>Just to check out the late night,<br>Record shop.<br><br>Call it impulsive,<br>Call it complusive, <br>Call it insanne.<br>But when I`m surrounded I just can`t, stop.<br><br>It`s a matter of instincts,<br>A matter of conditioning, <br>A matter of fact.<br>You can call me Pavlov`s dog.<br><br>Ring a bell and I salivate, <br>How`d you like that?<br>Dr. Landy tell me, <br>I`m not just a pedagogue.<br><br>`Cuz right now I`m<br><br>(chorus)<br>Lyin in bed, <br>Just like Brian Wilson did,<br>Well I am, <br>Lying in bed,<br>Just like Brian Wilson did.<br><br>So I`m lying here,<br>Just staring at the ceiling tiles,<br>And I`m thinking about,<br>Oh, what to think about.<br><br>Just listening and relistening,<br>To Smiley Smile.<br>And wondering if this is some kind of creative drought<br>Because I`m<br><br>Chorus<br><br>And if you want to find me,<br>I`ll be out in the sandbox,<br>Wondering where the hell all the<br>Love has gone,<br>Playing my guitar and<br>Building castles in the sun and<br>Singing &quot;Fun, Fun, Fun&quot;<br><br>Chorus<br><br>I had a dream<br>that I was three hundred pounds<br>Snd though I was very heavy<br>I floated `til I couldn`t see the ground<br>I floated `til I couldn`t see the ground<br>Somebody help me,<br>I couldn`t see the ground<br>Somebody help me because I`m<br><br>Chorus<br><br>Drove downtown in the rain<br>Nine-thirty on a tuesday night,<br>Just to check out the late-night<br>Record shop.<br>Call it impulsive<br>You can call it compulsive,<br>You can call it insane;<br>But when I`m surrounded<br>I just can`t<br>Stop.