Hey
you, big star, tell me when it’s over
Cloud
Hey you, big mood, guide me to shelter
‘Cuz I’m through, when the two
Hits the six and it’s summer
Cloud
Come!
Shove it, shove it, shove it
Shove!
Shove it, shove it, shove it
The sun!
Shove it, shove it, shove it
Aside!
Shove it aside
I think god is moving his tongue
There are no crowds in the streets
And no sun in my own summer
The shade is a tool, a device, a savior
See, I try and look up to the sky
But my eyes burn
Cloud
Come!
Shove it, shove it, shove it
Shove!
Shove it, shove it, shove it
The sun!
Shove it, shove it, shove it
Aside!
Shove it aside
Come!
Shove it, shove it, shove it
Shove!
Shove it, shove it, shove it
The sun!
Shove it, shove it, shove it
Aside!
Shove it aside
I think god is moving his tongue
There are no crowds in the streets
And no sun in my own summer
Come!
Shove it, shove it, shove it
Shove!
Shove it, shove it, shove it
The sun!
Shove it, shove it, shove it
Aside!
Shove it aside
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