[Verse 1]
What you call a pain
I call weeding out
And what you call the rain
Comes out of my mouth

[Chorus 1]
Fuzzy sun
Gets you one by one
Fuzzy sun
Gets the job well done

[Bridge 1]
Rolling drunks for their cigarettes
Frightening babies that aren't born yet

[Verse 2]
You feel I've passed you by
You feel that you've been robbed
Well nothing will feel worse
Than dying on the john

[Chorus 2]
Fuzzy sun
When you have come undone
Fuzzy sun
A boy must have his fun
[Bridge]
A cigarette to brand a baby's arm
A bit of ash in his face keeps him warm