.My father was a story
My mother was afraid
They didn't mean to make me
But I got made anyway
Since I was a young child (wa-oh)
I much preferred the rain (wa-oh)
They asked me "Are you happy?" (wa-oh)
I said "I can't explain" (wa-oh)
And I say
Heatstroke yellow, may.
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