Under the sun Look what we have got and those who have said red love We’ve be running ’round Pushing the shopping cart January 2012 Even in the suburbs [I run?] A brick in a castle that can’t fall [?] on it's own This is what [was?] These nice eyes, eyes, eyes Chameleon Someone to keep me s**ing on my thumb Eyes, eyes, eyes Chameleon Somebody to keep me s**ing on my thumb