They isolate their heads and stay in their saftey zones
Now what can you tell them
And what can you say that won't make them defensive
Hang on to your ego
Hang on, but I know that you're gonna lose the fight
They come on like their peaceful
But inside they're so uptight
They trip through the day
And waste all their thoughts at night
Now how can I say it
And how can I come on
When I know I'm guilty
Hang on to your ego
Hang on, but I know that you're gonna lose the fight
Now how can I say it
And how can I come on
When I know I'm guilty
So hang on to your ego
Hang on, but I know that you're gonna lose the fight
(Banana [Marylin Wilson to BW's dog]
Hey Chuck is it possible we could bring a horse in here without, if we
Don't screw anything up [Brian Wilson]
I beg your pardon [Chuck Britz]
Honest to God, now, the horse is tamed and everything [Brian Wilson])
