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lyrics for those uninitiated

Drove downtown in the rain Nine-thirty on a Tuesday night, Just to check out the late-night Record shop. Call it impulsive Call it compulsive, Call it insane; But when I'm surrounded I just can't Stop.

It's a matter of instinct It's a matter of conditioning It's a matter of fact.

You can call me Pavlov's Dog, Ring a bell and I'll salivate, How'd you like that? Dr. Landy tell me You're not just a pedagogue

'Cause right now I'm

Lying in bed Just like Brian Wilson did Well I am Lying in bed Just like Brian Wilson did.

So I'm lying here Just staring at the ceiling tiles, And I'm thinking about Oh what to think about.

Just listening and relistening To Smiley Smile, And wondering if this is some kind of creative drought Because I'm

Lying in bed Just like Brian Wilson did Well I am Lying in bed Just like Brian Wilson did.

And if you want to find me I'll be out in the sandbox, Wondering where the hell all the Love has gone, Playing my guitar and Building castles in the sun and Singing "Fun, Fun, Fun"

Lying in bed Just like Brian Wilson did Well I am Lying in bed Just like Brian Wilson did.

I had a dream That I was three hundred pounds And though I was very heavy I floated 'til I couldn't see the ground I floated 'til I couldn't see the ground Somebody help me, I couldn't see the ground Somebody help me because I'm

Lying in bed Just like Brian Wilson did Well I am Lying in bed Just like Brian Wilson did.

Drove downtown in the rain Nine-thirty on a Tuesday night, Just to check out the late-night Record shop. Call it impulsive You can call it compulsive, You can call it insane; But when I'm surrounded I just can't Stop.