Me and you in love with our   Rule over solid waste   Our artistic merit is questionable   We'll fall on our face   And I can't bare the sight   Not to sound pragmatic   But our parents were right   This ain't adequate   But you can always seek refuge under...      Sunshowers   There's a place for you and a place for me under...   Sunshowers   Return to the burgeoisie while I sift through debris      You view the poverty line as a threshold   For truth in pricey slums   This ain't art school, it's a shark pool   Of well-groomed yuppie scum   And they got orders to kill   Watch them fashion your cell   How'd they get a recording deal   When they're wack as hell   But the chicken-scratch in your sketchbook   It mirrors what you loath      Sunshowers   There's a place for you and a place for me under...   Sunshowers   Sunshowers   There's a place for you and a place for me under...   Sunshowers      They got easels to stain, and uh   People to blame, with their   Egos inflamed, and their   Neat codenames   I saw your sub-genre in a passing glance   It was you and your DJ in matching pants      Sleeping pills and record sleeves   Defaced museum pieces   Concert-goers flailing arms   Taxidermy for the nouveau riche      I don't need this   I don't need this...      Sunshowers   There's a place for you and a place for me under...   Sunshowers   Sunshowers   I don't need this, I don't need this   Sunshowers