Publishers: MY RIB IS BROKE, WB MUSIC CORP.
(Shove it, shove it, shove it)
(Shove it, shove it, shove it)
Shove
And no sun in my own summer
Songwriters: Stephen Carpenter, Chi Cheng, Abe Cunningham, Chino Moreno
Aside
Shove
The sun
(Shove it, shove it, shove it)
Cloud, come
(Shove it, shove it, shove it)
(Shove it, shove it, shove it)
Aside
Shove
(Shove it aside)
And no sun in my own summer
(Shove it, shove it, shove it)
(Shove it, shove it, shove it)
Aside
There are no crowds in the streets
Aside
(Shove it, shove it, shove it)
Tell me when it's over
(Shove it aside)
(Shove it aside)
Hey you, big star
See, I try and look up to the sky
When the two hits the six and it's summer
Cloud, come
(Shove it, shove it, shove it)
Hey you, big mood, guide me to shelter
The sun
(Shove it, shove it, shove it)
Cloud, come
(Shove it, shove it, shove it)
The sun
But my eyes burn
I think Gis moving its tongue
(Shove it aside)
Come
I think God is moving its tongue
Shove
The sun
(Shove it, shove it, shove it)
There's no crowd in the streets
'Cause I'm through
The shade is a tool, a device, a savior