Chronic Sunshine

Because I've had enough of all this controversy
 I've been affected and I can't lie
 That shit quite frankly bothers me
 She said, she said you're the man
 I'm on together and I'm having doubts
 We won't hurt you or all your plans
 Paraphernalia and contraband
 I wasn't 'llowed to, I was proud to come
 To terms with germs and fuck'ries in my life
 All I'm sayin' is that's not me, it could be you for all eternity
 Chronic sunshines forever
 You know that it don't really go
 I'm getting spat out of Peckham
 While you're cycling home
 It's an ongoing circle
 No sights to behold (sights to behold)
 Vicious repetitions
 While still cycling home
 She said, she said you're a star, Cosmo
 But you're a star and we're all star stuff
 That rebounds, but first he outcomes weak
 Before you know, you'll forgot what to speak
 I just forgot what I was thinking
 All these blues have got me sinking
 I dropped it on the floor because of your missed call
 The one you sent to me
 I wasn't 'llowed to, I was proud to come
 To terms with germs and fuck'ries in my life
 All I'm sayin' is that's not me, it could be you for all eternity
 Chronic sunshines forever
 You know that it don't really go
 I'm getting spat out of Peckham
 While you're cycling home
 It's an ongoing circle
 No sights to behold (sights to behold)
 Vicious repetitions
 But I'm still cycling home
 In the stable when I touch iron horses
 A trainyard's quiet when you're using higher forces
 Like gravity, I'm running faster than everyone
 If I get caught, big money, I'm gone be spending son
 Eight cans of bitter the plot thickens
 Put my rucksack in the front to get the pain quicker
 It's all about efficiency
 Picture me skinny jeans running 'round, where's your Dickie's been, man?
 I have powers to catch you straight away
 Bun a big fat zoot man, I fuck the pain away
 Drug, I hate mugs and getting bake
 Let me set it straight a real writer, let's just say he gets his pay
 This ain't a rap for a girl or whatever
 It's a rap wrapped up for my guilty pleasures
 To fuck the leisure
 Before he left the marks on my sweater
 But I leave him with this chronic sunshines forever
 ♪
 While you're cycling home
 It's an ongoing circle
 No sights to behold (sights to behold)
 Vicious repetition
 You're still cycling home
 I'm still cycling home
 
 Because I've had enough of all this controversy
 I've been affected and I can't lie
 That shit quite frankly bothers me
 She said, she said you're the man
 I'm on together and I'm having doubts
 We won't hurt you or all your plans
 Paraphernalia and contraband
 I wasn't 'llowed to, I was proud to come
 To terms with germs and fuck'ries in my life
 All I'm sayin' is that's not me, it could be you for all eternity
 Chronic sunshines forever
 You know that it don't really go
 I'm getting spat out of Peckham
 While you're cycling home
 It's an ongoing circle
 No sights to behold (sights to behold)
 Vicious repetitions
 While still cycling home
 She said, she said you're a star, Cosmo
 But you're a star and we're all star stuff
 That rebounds, but first he outcomes weak
 Before you know, you'll forgot what to speak
 I just forgot what I was thinking
 All these blues have got me sinking
 I dropped it on the floor because of your missed call
 The one you sent to me
 I wasn't 'llowed to, I was proud to come
 To terms with germs and fuck'ries in my life
 All I'm sayin' is that's not me, it could be you for all eternity
 Chronic sunshines forever
 You know that it don't really go
 I'm getting spat out of Peckham
 While you're cycling home
 It's an ongoing circle
 No sights to behold (sights to behold)
 Vicious repetitions
 But I'm still cycling home
 In the stable when I touch iron horses
 A trainyard's quiet when you're using higher forces
 Like gravity, I'm running faster than everyone
 If I get caught, big money, I'm gone be spending son
 Eight cans of bitter the plot thickens
 Put my rucksack in the front to get the pain quicker
 It's all about efficiency
 Picture me skinny jeans running 'round, where's your Dickie's been, man?
 I have powers to catch you straight away
 Bun a big fat zoot man, I fuck the pain away
 Drug, I hate mugs and getting bake
 Let me set it straight a real writer, let's just say he gets his pay
 This ain't a rap for a girl or whatever
 It's a rap wrapped up for my guilty pleasures
 To fuck the leisure
 Before he left the marks on my sweater
 But I leave him with this chronic sunshines forever
 ♪
 While you're cycling home
 It's an ongoing circle
 No sights to behold (sights to behold)
 Vicious repetition
 You're still cycling home
 I'm still cycling home
 
 Because I've had enough of all this controversy
 I've been affected and I can't lie
 That shit quite frankly bothers me
 She said, she said you're the man
 I'm on together and I'm having doubts
 We won't hurt you or all your plans
 Paraphernalia and contraband
 I wasn't 'llowed to, I was proud to come
 To terms with germs and fuck'ries in my life
 All I'm sayin' is that's not me, it could be you for all eternity
 Chronic sunshines forever
 You know that it don't really go
 I'm getting spat out of Peckham
 While you're cycling home
 It's an ongoing circle
 No sights to behold (sights to behold)
 Vicious repetitions
 While still cycling home
 She said, she said you're a star, Cosmo
 But you're a star and we're all star stuff
 That rebounds, but first he outcomes weak
 Before you know, you'll forgot what to speak
 I just forgot what I was thinking
 All these blues have got me sinking
 I dropped it on the floor because of your missed call
 The one you sent to me
 I wasn't 'llowed to, I was proud to come
 To terms with germs and fuck'ries in my life
 All I'm sayin' is that's not me, it could be you for all eternity
 Chronic sunshines forever
 You know that it don't really go
 I'm getting spat out of Peckham
 While you're cycling home
 It's an ongoing circle
 No sights to behold (sights to behold)
 Vicious repetitions
 But I'm still cycling home
 In the stable when I touch iron horses
 A trainyard's quiet when you're using higher forces
 Like gravity, I'm running faster than everyone
 If I get caught, big money, I'm gone be spending son
 Eight cans of bitter the plot thickens
 Put my rucksack in the front to get the pain quicker
 It's all about efficiency
 Picture me skinny jeans running 'round, where's your Dickie's been, man?
 I have powers to catch you straight away
 Bun a big fat zoot man, I fuck the pain away
 Drug, I hate mugs and getting bake
 Let me set it straight a real writer, let's just say he gets his pay
 This ain't a rap for a girl or whatever
 It's a rap wrapped up for my guilty pleasures
 To fuck the leisure
 Before he left the marks on my sweater
 But I leave him with this chronic sunshines forever
 ♪
 While you're cycling home
 It's an ongoing circle
 No sights to behold (sights to behold)
 Vicious repetition
 You're still cycling home
 I'm still cycling home