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...
