Heartfelt big bell growing inside
Seaside, tupperware sand in the super eight
Summer hit lie down, sun in the background
Bop bop bop goes the merry go downtown
Sixteen comes like a slap in the face
From the manager of the human rat race
Over me over my over me over my dead body
Daddys and mammys
Restroom america, stretch out sit down
Tell them what we think do you think
Tick tock on the television game
Maybe they know something they're not telling me
Let it be was it only mccartney
Growing up in a small town
Big eyed blue true to the incredible
Daddys and mammys
Every devil has angel's wings
Every silence is internally exploding
One drink too many sent my daddy into heaven
He fell in when nobody was watching
Daddys and mammys