Lyrics

Hey, she's the one Naked in the sun A hundred random numbers for some survey that she done Martin Sheen infused with Bono's heart She used to be retro 'til she fell apart If the others won't come then the others aren't done In their way, they've always called you Suzi If it's out of control then it's out of control It's not, you said it, but you are my sun Shut up, but you are my sun Shut up, but you are my sun Shut up, but you are my sun So shut up She's adept at pissing on herself It must've been the angle cos she's always soaking wet Yeah, she's the one Baking in the sun And a hundred random numbers for your secret son If the others won't come then the others aren't done In their way, they've always called you Suzi If it's out of control then it's out of control It's not, you said it, but you are my sun Shut up, but you are my sun Shut up, but you are my sun Shut up, but you are my sun So shut up You are my sun, you are my sun You are my sun, but you are my sun But you are my world, but you are my sun But you are my world, but you are my sun But you are my world, but you are my sun But you are my world, but you are my Shut up! Shut up! Shut up! Shut up! Shut up! Shut up! Shut up!