There's nothing like a pineapplemorning
When the fruit is fresh and the animals horny
The sun comes alive with a feverish glow
And I linger on the sound of the road
There's nothing like a pineapple morning
When your milk is warm and your girlfriend is boring
Rings on my fingers and wings on my ride
Blinded by light I can no longer hide
Rainbows and earthshakes
A regular day in my time
Being myself is the price that I pay
When you're on the floor
I will let you decide
You've got to count your steps and walk
Out of the door and into the light
You've got to count your steps and walk
Just a typical pineapple morning
Your clothes are hip and your music corny
It's still awake from 2 days before
Changing yourself in the back of the store
Talking to people who aren't really real all the time
Falling apart going out of your mind
When you're on the floor
I will let you decide
You've got to count your steps and walk
Out of the door and into the light 2x
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When you're on the floor
I will let you decide
You've got to count your steps and walk
Out of the door and into the light 4x

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