It's the sun, it's the sun    that's making me smile.   Fell asleep in that warm, warm sand.   I don't think I ever wanna wake up again.      Wake up,    carried by ultraviolet waves and very ugly transparent dolphins to an island floating meters above the sea.      I am greeted by a lime green crab,    he is bent on self destruction, on my destruction.   Uncomfortable with his statements, I inch my way    toward those fart soaked pillows that double as    floatation devices and I paddle my way back out to the ultraviolet sea.       I sink down to my friends,   Mermaids with aids dressed like maids,   Got me laid, I raged   Stayed up all night at bars,    had dinner with the sharks,   Woke up with whiskey farts,   I broke the mermaids hearts,   Didn't bounce a single narc,   and still I'd go again.