Things are looking down
But I'm looking towards
The summer sunshine her and me
Time to look the sun right into it's eye
As you wash yourself in your own vanity and
You can change your face but you can't make up your mind
You can change your pace but you can't change mine
I'm walking in the summer sunshine
Cemetery sunshine
Her and me
Her and me
Stuck on the bottom
Never asked my help
You try to take a step towards changing yourself
Tried to take a call
Tried to ease your mind
You end up speeding up to rush and take your time
And you can change your face but you can't make up your mind
You can change you're pace but you can't change mine
I'm walking in the summer sunshine
That cemetery sunshine
Her and me
The doctor that you saw
Said you were depressed
Staring at the mirror trying to ease your stress
Your mother threw you out
And said you were alright
You thought you won you're battle
But you never won the fight
So punch him in the face, try to punch him in the face
But you cannot knock him down
Punch him in the face, try to punch him in the face
But you end up on the ground cause
The Shivas deliver a set of righteous three-chord wonders with a mean streak that will always be to the tastes of a certain doomy subset of ‘60s rock fans. Bandcamp Album of the Day Oct 29, 2019