Sunday Fever

La Gusana Ciega

I wait in my bedroom
For everyone to fall asleep
I make for the door
I take my chances with the geek

Outside it is raining
Freedom, static from the trees
I'm feeling okay
I know she's waiting there for me

Forgot it's her birthday
She's angry 'cause I'm very late
I buy her a drink
I'm chasing colors in her hair

I wish she was someone
Then I really just don't care
The name of the song
It's not the same for everyone

I'm a neo-retro-styler
Spending Sundays with my mother
I wish I was Steven Tyler
This is who I am

I'm a little moody sometimes
Act a little funny sometimes
I wish I was Mellow Yellow
This is who I am

Dad's reading the paper
Mother's sitting by the phone
They look at each other
Wonder when I'm coming home

But I'm not in the mood
Spreading Sunday fever
I want to get high
And spend the summer in the sky