[Verse 1]
You, sandals and bamboo
And your children of flower children
That resemble your parents
It went like this
Me, young for some time now
I have some sort of void
I filled it with movies and photographs
And that's okay, but
[Pre-Chorus]
Everything that I have said
It’s actually not true, it was sung to me
I'm always out, I'm already back
In my hands I have a bunch of slaps I never gave
[Chorus]
And we are really doing great
Because we don’t have an opinion
I don't want the truth
I just need the sky to be clear
And thank you for fighting
Sorry that I wasn't born at the time
Running a hundred miles an hour
How nice it must havе been
[Verse 2]
You, timber and Malibu
Waiting for the waves at night
Somеtimes you got into a fight for it
But nothing more
You know, what I would like
Is one more reason
You had that
But hey, these days of mine
I will tell them
[Pre-Chorus]
I accepted that dream
Like a flyer and made an airplane with it
Always promoted, always understood
In my face I have a bunch of slaps I never got
[Chorus]
And we are really doing great
Because we don't have an opinion
I don't want the truth
I just need the sky to be clear
And thank you for fighting
Sorry that I wasn't born at the time
Running a hundred miles an hour
How nice it must have been
[Outro]
Of the summer with the wind that sings
Let's peek into the Sixties
There's air to breathe
The desire that’s all to be imagined
The same old stupid boat
In the same old soaked sea
Choose whether to have a swim or just look
The others are having one