“I miss my sunny days in far-aways
Sippin’ on sunshine
No time to whine
No crime spending time
Sippin’ on sunshine”
Oh those yesterdays
When I didn't care about pay
Still productive, yes
The man stands in my way
So I push, push, shove
Stuck in his glove
Cryin' out
Show me the way to the light
Kicking dirt at doubt
Exit, exit
Show me the way out
The lion and the sheep
Still need to sleep
Doin' what you can
Willing hand-
Stand- on- your feet
Run don't creep
Face the steep hill and climb
“I miss my sunny days in far-aways
Sippin’ on sunshine
No time to whine
No crime spending time
Sippin’ on sunshine”
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