Brian Lyrics - Singles - Brian Wilson

Drove downtown in the rain, 

Nine-thirty on a Tuesday night, 

Just to check out the late night, 

Record shop. 

Call it impulsive, 

Call it compulsive, 

Call it insane. 

But when I'm surrounded I just can't, stop. 

It's a matter of instincts, 

A matter of conditioning, 

A matter of fact. 

You can call me Pavlov's dog. 

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Ring a bell and I salivate, 

How'd you like that? 

Dr. Landy tell me, 

I'm not just a pedagogue. 

'Cause right now I'm 

[Chorus] 

Lyin' in bed, 

Just like Brian Wilson did, 

Well I am, 

Lying in bed, 

Just like Brian Wilson did. 

So I'm lying here, 

Just staring at the ceiling tiles, 

And I'm thinking about, 

Oh, what to think about. 

Photos 

Just listening and re-listening, 

To Smiley Smile. 

And wondering if this is some kind of creative drought 

Because I'm 

[Chorus] 

And if you want to find me, 

I'll be out in the sandbox, 

Wondering where the hell all the 

Love has gone, 

Playing my guitar and 

Building castles in the sun and 

Singing "Fun, Fun, Fun" 

[Chorus] 

I had a dream 

that I was three hundred pounds 

And though I was very heavy 

I floated 'til I couldn't see the ground 

I floated 'til I couldn't see the ground 

Somebody help me, 

I couldn't see the ground 

Somebody help me because I'm 

[Chorus] 

Drove downtown in the rain 

Nine-thirty on a Tuesday night, 

Just to check out the late-night 

Record shop. 

Call it impulsive 

You can call it compulsive, 

You can call it insane; 

But when I'm surrounded 

I just can't stop.