We’ve got the beautiful weather bringing everyone together
On a day like today we got the good game to play
It’s called football so kick it up off the floor
I’m steady, I’m ready, the pass comes I stand tall
Down, from my chest to my feet all in one clean sweep
On a roll I’m in control
Oh the feeling I’m free to be in a sunshine mood

Derm holds firm pops the ball on a turn
Taking his time to run through all the things that he has learnt
He’s learnt much and flicks up to Ricky Diaz
Who gets his chance to show us all the little tricks that he has
Teasing the ball just like we’ve seen him do before
Playing for the ladies cuz we know they’re keeping score
Girls cooking like food, so good in the sunshine mood

Just happy to be in the sunshine mood

We be lazy, bikini crazy
Getting the chance to talk to friends that we haven’t seen in ages
Laughter it warms me more than the sun
Starting to feel guilty about having so much fun
If you’re looking for forgiveness, I’ll be taking care of business
In my pissed up state and a smile on my face
I’ll be singing the tunes to you in the sunshine mood

Back to me on my knee still figuring strongly in this movement
Everyone is noticing significant improvement
In my playing style, of the crop I am the creamiest
Leaving all the ladies watching this feeling delirious
Experience it pays, I own this game
And so I lift it up invitingly for Ché to put away
Cuz we never lose, so good in the sunshine mood

Just happy to be in the sunshine mood

No worries for the meantime
It’s a free ride
Get yourself in the sunshine

© Chimovski 2009

I used to look down – now I look up
I fill my life with the sweet, sweet stuff
Enough to see me through when things become a bit too much
Grow and adjust, the shit comes unstuck
But I won’t cheat this life
So I focus on the things that I like
The kind of things that make me feel alright
Every minute to minute 24 hour like Jack Bauer
Kickin-ass using the positive power
It’ll all come good you’ll see
So pile it up, let’s give them more than there’s ever been
So you don’t like this self-righteous attitude?
Well I’m just sick of hearing people saying everything’s screwed
Yeah there’s some bad shit that we could discuss
But put two minus signs together they turn into a plus

Pick yourself up and hold on tight
This is Life
The universe is holding you in the spotlight
And everyone is so pessimistic
Lets have some positive thinking

Steady on the path I run, just like I’m Forrest Gump
Quoting his mum, saying “Stupid is as stupid does”
“Bollocks Buzz, you think you know what’s good for us?”
Yeah, so pay attention you may only get to hear this once!
Good will always find a way for you
Still got your doubts? You still don’t know what to do?
I take the negative energy but I don’t let it get to me
I can flip it around and make it like positive weaponry
That I use to bruise then break the blues
If you want to make a difference – spread some good news

Big yourself up but hold on tight
Cuz this is Life
The universe is holding you in the spotlight
Why is everyone so pessimistic?
Lets have more positive thinking

I set myself targets that I aim to achieve
I’ve got so many goals that I could top the champions league
Y’know I need to feel like I’m pushing myself
Cuz you can always win the game no matter what cards you’re dealt
Don’t let me hear you say you don’t think you can do it
There’s problems in the world right now but we’ll pull through it
So get out and get loud cuz you’re free to have your say
A little smile goes a long way
I focus my mind on the good times like when the sun shines
And then the bad vibe dies
And if it doesn’t work? I try something new
Everyday is an opportunity, make your dreams come true

Big yourself up but hold on tight
Cuz this is Life
The universe is holding you in the spotlight
Why is everyone so pessimistic?
Lets have more positive thinking

© Chimovski 2009

Work, play, sleep just a little
Enough to think yourself unoriginal
9 to 5 you’re stuck in the middle
Your hands are tied you’re no individual
Everyday you wake to the same fucking headaches
And everyday you say that your life’s so pathetic
Come on, you’re better than that

Turn off your TV and read
Could maybe cut down on the weed
Caught in an unproductive routine
Your like a soul-destroyed machine
Everyday you wake to the same fucking headaches
And everyday you say that your life’s so pathetic

You better turn your thinking around
Don’t waste your life waiting for something else
A little effort you could break this spell
And help yourself, help yourself
But everyday you wait
Everyday you wait

Feeling sorry for yourself
Is detrimental to your health
You doubt your mind say your struggling to cope
But when you say you have nothing
You still have hope
Everyday you wake to the same fucking headaches
And everyday you say that your life’s so pathetic

You better turn your thinking around
Don’t waste your life waiting for something else
A little effort you could break this spell
And help yourself, help yourself
But everyday you wait
Everyday you wait

© Chimovski 2008

It’s cold and dark in this City’s heart
The night is young but I’m already falling apart
I’ve lost my coat and dropped my phone
I don’t even know how I found myself alone
But it makes me feel like I’m living my life
This is where we thrive and where we will die

Young people, crowd the street
Distant sounds call the police

Darkness yields to the neon glow
From all the faceless signs I wish were pointing home
And I’m asking directions from these rich white teens
With their underage wisdom and their skintight jeans

The cash machine won’t give me money
The homeless dude he thinks it’s funny
I just don’t know whether to laugh or cry
Policemen and paramedics, drunken fights, teenage hysterics
It’s too much for some and there’s no end in sight
Goodnight

The weekend came like an alarm to sleep
Breaking the cycle of monotony
I’m messed up and worn out but I pay it no heed
Oblivious to worry but still receptive to needs
It’s leaving me poisoned and drowned
A poor little no-one-now his friends aren’t around
There’s no way home just an endless street
The drunken desires of humanity

Young people, crowd the street
Distant sounds a calling to meet

The cash machine won’t give me money
The homeless dude he thinks it’s funny
I just don’t know whether to laugh or cry
Policemen and paramedics, drunken fights, teenage hysterics
It’s too much for some and there’s no end in sight
Spend all your money getting fall-down-drunk and paraletic
Don’t call me mad just call me pathetic
It’s too much for some and there’s no end in sight…
Goodnight

© Chimovski 2008