The wing of my car is shivering,
Getting to no one’s place.
And I can see those clowns
Staring at me, turning around.

I’m sick, I’m gonna sit,
But there is no chair,
There is no air,
Well it’s really hot,
Gotta sit somewhere.

Shut up you, clowns,
Let go off me.
I’m getting tired of your tricks,
And I want peace, I want peace.

I’m sick, I’m gonna sit,
But there is no chair,
There is no air,
Well it’s really hot,
Gotta sit somewhere.

In a million days,
See you in my grave…
‘Cause I’m waiting for the sun to shine
And I’m waiting for the moon to rise…

Balls, blue balls fall from the sky
Big red balloons, come up from the earth.

I’m sick, I’m gonna sit,
But there is no chair,
There is no air,
Well it’s really hot,
Gotta sit somewhere.

I’m sick, I’m gonna sit,
But there is no chair,
There is no air,
Well it’s really hot,
Gotta sit somewhere.