Wheatus - Sunshine lyrics

When I look at your face I see dirt
All the sunshine you blow up
My ass starts to hurt
And I don't really mind if
I'm nothin' in your eyes
It's no surprise to me
There's a rocket I built it's under my kilt
It's coming to blow you away

Now you're calling me up to get paid
And if you don't get paid
Then you'll never get laid
But I really don't have any money
I say goodbye
And you'll have to depend on your size
'Cause the thing that I built
It's ripping my kilt
It's coming to blow you away

Now I think that I'm going to bed
As the image of you and
Your crap leaves my head
'Cause it's t minus 20 tomorrow, rocket flies
And it doesn't depend on the size
'Cause the thing that I built
It's ripping my kilt
It's coming to blow you away

I was a jerk
I did the work for somebody else's dream
I took the chance i lost my pants
In somebody else's dream tonight