Pineapple Morning
Theres nothing like a pineapple morning
When the fruit is fresh and the animals horny
The sun comes alive with a feverish glow
And I linger on to the sound of the road
Theres nothing like a pineapple morning
When the milk is warm and youre girlfriends boring
Rings on my finger and wings on my ride
Blinded by light, I can no longer hide
Rainbows and earth shakes a regular day in my time
Being myself is the price that I pay
[Chorus]
When youre on the floor
I will let you decide
(you got to count your steps some more)
Out of the door
And into the night
(you got to count your steps some more)
Just a difficult pineapple morning
Your clothes are hip and your musics corny
Still awake from two days before (oh)
Changing yourself in the back of the store
Talking to people who arent really real all the time
Falling apart, going out of your mind
[Chorus x2]
When youre on the floor
I will let you decide
(you got to count your steps some more)
Out of the door
And into the night
(you got to count your steps some more)
Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey
[Chorus x4]
When youre on the floor
I will let you decide
(you got to count your steps some more)
Out of the door
And into the night
(you got to count your steps some more)
