Sunburnt Noon

Tomorrow’ll pass me by
Tuck back the curtain and plug in the lamp
Said you could borrow my shirt
The lemon hats mine in amsterdam
And when you’re dressed for work
You scan the headlights and mtv
There’s always someone new
On the verge of happening
And in the world, outside
The city’s face and the sunburnt noon
In the world, outside, words don’t come easy
But in the world, outside
The city’s face and the sunburnt noon
In the world, outside, words don’t come easy
Sick pays the rent
Do you get around to tell your mom
And dad
Just what you do
It’s not so bad, the coffee’s free and the temp is high
And it sure feels good, to work with your hands
But in the world, outside
The city’s face and the sunburnt noon
In the world, outside, words don’t come easy
So how’s your old man doing?
Any gig worthy of know
Would he strike the right court of me
In the world outside, the city’s face and the sunburnt noon
In the world outside, words don’t come easy
And in the world, outside, the city’s face and the sunburnt noon
In the world outside, words don’t come easy
Don’t come easy
Don’t come easy
Words don’t come easy