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   (Mixed vocals)
  
   Whatta you mean what was my childhood like?
   What difference does that make?
   Yo, my childhood was messed up, so what?
   Everybody's childhood was messed up.
   This is the 90's, find me one person who had it right.
   What's that got to do with me rhyming?
   What's left?
  
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   Now when my mother died I had to take it in stride
   There ain't no room for pride in watching your father cry
   And dad made it until maybe a year later
   When they found his suicide inside of a grain elevator
   Got over it, I had no other office or options
   Thought about whether or not mom and pop was watching
   Never bothered with caution, no time for fear
   Saw my folks carry fear for most my early years
   And I learned from it, turned numb and ignored the storm
   A burning sun waiting for the world to plummet
   Finished growing up under my uncle's roof
   He taught me how to count all the way up to 100 proof
   From watching him I learned how to gather nourishment
   Living off the different women that he had to nurture him
   And on the surface I became a normal pre-teen
   More afraid of nuclear war than snake bites and bee stings
   My best friend was my TV
   Game shows and cartoons substituted for puppies, rainbows, and balloons
   Now here I am, the shy type, and I think I'm doing alright
   Considering what it was like living my life
  
   Chorus (repeated)
  
   It's nothing but sunshine
   It's all sunshine
   It's nothing but sunshine
  
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   Now it's been 17 summers since I've seen my mother
   But every night I see her smile inside my dreams
   When I was younger I didn't actually see the accident happen
   But every night I see her smile as it shatters against the screams
   I can only imagine Dad's internal reaction
   Strain, inferno burning, bound in his brain
   What's it take to make a man who owns acres of land
   Abandon the family plan and drown himself in his brains (?)
   I'm glad I left that farm in Northern Minnesota
   Where the time moves slower and the winters are colder
   Became a city boy, where everybody acts like they older
   Where they stick to themselves and keep a chip on they shoulder
   26 years of age, no longer full of rage
   I think it's safe to say I've turned a page on my childhood days
   "Ay yo look Ma, I'm a productive member of society
   When I'm drunk I make noise, but otherwise I like quietly"
   And on the weekend I go back up north to reminisce
   Remember what it was like pretending to be a kid
   Late at night I walked the fields and lurk in the shadows
   Getting even with life by murdering cattle
  
   Cow Skit
  
   Chorus (repeated)
  
   It's all sunshine
   It's nothing but sunshine
   It's all sunshine
  
   (And I'm gonna be alright, and you gonna be alright,
   You ain't gotta hold my hand, just walk with me tonight)
  
   Fade out
  
   (What it is, it ain't,
   and what it ain't it is,
   is a theme of a Virgo)