Icecream Hands The Obvious Boy
If it's all the same to you
I don't think we'll be telling you the obvious, boy
If it's all the same to you
I don't think we'll be planning out careers for you, boy
It's all the same way home
Everyone gets there alone
Unless of course a comet flies into our space
Then it's a group thing to do
We can all wear white and shave our heads
Hang out in mansions in California, too
Cos in this atmosphere
There's a ringing in my ear
See, it's alright
Every morning
See, it's alright
Every morning
See, it's alright
If it's all the same to you
I hope that you don't ever reach for the obvious, boy
If it's all the same to you
I don't think I'll be carrying on so obviously, boy
Cos in this atmosphere
There's a ringing in my ear
See, it's alright
Every morning
See, it's alright
Every morning
See, it's alright
Let the brakeman come
See, it's alright
Every morning
See, it's alright
Every morning
See, it's alright