Hey you, big mood, guide me to shelter
'Cause I'm through
There's no crowd in the streets
(Shove it, shove it, shove it)
And no sun in my own summer
Shove
The sun
(Shove it, shove it, shove it)
The sun
(Shove it aside)
See, I try and look up to the sky
Shove
(Shove it, shove it, shove it)
(Shove it aside)
(Shove it, shove it, shove it)
The sun
The shade is a tool, a device, a savior
There are no crowds in the streets
And no sun in my own summer
Aside
(Shove it, shove it, shove it)
Cloud, come
I think God is moving its tongue
Come
Cloud, come
When the two hits the six and it's summer
(Shove it, shove it, shove it)
(Shove it, shove it, shove it)
(Shove it, shove it, shove it)
(Shove it aside)
Aside
Aside
(Shove it, shove it, shove it)
Cloud, come
I think Gis moving its tongue
(Shove it, shove it, shove it)
But my eyes burn
(Shove it, shove it, shove it)
(Shove it, shove it, shove it)
Shove
Aside
Shove
The sun
