Nothing but Sunshine

Wh... what do you mean what was my childhood like?
 What difference does that make?
 My childhood was messed up, so what?
 Everybody's childhood is messed up
 This is the nineties.
 You find me one person that had it right
 What does that got to do with me rhymin'?
 What's left?
 Now when my mother died, I had to take it in stride
 There ain't room for pride in watching your father cry
 And dad made it until maybe a year later
 When they found his suicide inside of a grain elevator
 Got over it, I had no other opposites or options
 Thought about whether or not mom and pop was watching
 Never bothered for caution, no time for fear
 So my folks care-free for most my early years
 And I learned from it, turned nuhhhhh! so many corners
 Storm my burning sun waiting for the world to plumb it
 Finished growing up under my uncle's roof,
 He taught me how to count, all the way up to 100 proof.
 >From watching him, I learned how to gather nurishiment
 Living off from different women that he had to nurture him
 And on the surface I became a normal free teen
 More afraid of nuclear war then state my TV stinks
 My best friend was my TV, gameshows and cartoons
 Subsituted for puppies rainbows and balloons
 Now here I am, the shy type
 And I think I'm doing all right
 Considering what it was like within my life
 It's all sunshine, It's nothing but sunshine
 It's all sunshine, It's nothing but sunshine
 It's nothing but sunshine...
 Now it's been 17 summers since I've seen my mother
 But every night I see her smile inside my dreams
 When I was younger, I didn't actually see the accident happen
 But every night I see her smile as if a shadow's against the screens
 I can only imagine Dad's internal reaction
 Straint, infernal burning baloney his brain
 Once it takes to make the man that owns achres of land
 Abandon the family plan, he drowns himself in his grains
 I'm glad I left that farm in northern Minnesota
 Where the time moves slower and the winters are colder
 Became a city boy where everybody acts like they hold off
 Where they stick to themselves and keep a chip on his shoulder
 26 years of age, no longer full of rage
 I think it's safe to say that I turned the page of my childhood days
 Look Ma! I'm a productive member of society!
 When I'm drunk I make noise, but otherwise I live quietly
 And on the weekend I go back up north to reminisce
 Remember what it was like pretending to be a kid
 Late at night I walk the fields, and lurk in the shadows
 to get even with life by murdering cattle
 MUHHHHHHHHH... MUHHHHHHHHH...
 "Come here, yeah! Come here! Yeah! Yeah! Uhhhh...
 I got sunshiiiiiiiine... on a clouddddddy dayyyyyyy...
 when it's cold outsiddddddde... I got a month in Mayyy..."
 It's all sunshine, It's nothing but sunshine
 It's all sunshine, It's nothing but sunshine
 (and I'm gonna be alright, you're gonna be alright
 you ain't gotta hold my hand, just walk with me tonight...)
 It's nothing but sunshine!
 It's nothing but sunshine!
 and I'm gonna be alright
 You're gonna be alright
 You ain't gotta hold my hand
 Just walk with me tonight...