Sun - John Lydon

Sit in the sun, let nature take me

Lucky for some that nature hates me

I miss the car park, I miss the concrete

I miss the city, I miss the rain and sleet

I want my climate, I want remote control

Plenty of water in every single hole

I’m never happy with what surrounds me

I like the choices

(In the sun, in the sun)

The idiot dance, let me dance, let me dance

I’m never happy with what surrounds me

We’re pulling apart at the seams

It’s never as good as the dream

I like the chorus and postcard scenery

We’re falling apart at the seam

We’re falling apart at the seam

(In the sun, in the sun)

The idiot dance, let me dance, let me dance

I’m never happy with what surrounds me

I like the choices and all the scenery

I want my climate, I want remote control

Plenty of water, in every single hole

(In the sun, in the sun)

The idiot dance, let me dance, let me dance

In the sun, etc

Good natured, etc