Here it comes the sun Here it comes the number one Struggling through the rain Smuggled in a non-stop train If you come Come by run It'll bring us much more fun Playing puns Eating buns Doing what we haven't done Write me however you want Read me whenever you like Take me wherever you go Tell me whatever you know Look at what you cannot see Listen to what you can't hear Touch what you're unable to feel Sniff what you're unable to smell Now the drugs don't work And the memories only hurt Sit where as i please Writing nonsense poetries What if i've eaten your popcorn Would it turn you on What if i tell you sunday is gone Would you blow the horn