Lyrics Screeching Weasel

Screeching Weasel

Sunshine

It might seem like we're not the only ones to tell you

But who's in charge of your destiny

Some dumb fucker or is it you know

It's not what's in between your legs

But what's inside your head that counts

You say you're worthless

But I see through the bullshit

You're not helpless you can stand on your own two feet

So why do you let yourself be treated like a piece of meat

A fucking piece of meat

You call it life I call it rape, I call it prostitution

I don'w know why you hate yourself

Cause you're not ugly at all

So let the sunshine in

And chase away your blues

Smilers never lose and frowners never win

So let the sunshine in

I know it's fucking hard

But now it's time to try and start to

Let the sunshine in

So when you feel fucked up like your life is in the gutter

Think about it for a minute

It's what you say that matters

Don't call it life, call it life, call it prostitution

And you won't have to hate yourself

Beacause you're a beautiful person