I can't lie-ie
I'm not up on "sci-i-i-i-i-ie-e-ence"
But I have rea-ea-ead
That the yellow ball up hi-igh
Is not a fixed
Element and that sca-a-a-a-a-ares me-e-e
Pretty sure
We still need that thing fo-or li-ife
Static
Existence ma-ay be bo-o-o-o-o-ori-i-ing
But a world wi-ith
No bright days is not ri-ight
And I think that
I read it would ki-ill pla-a-a-a-a-ants too (ooh-ooh-ooh)
If the sun (ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh)
Was not there blinding us with li-i-ight (ooh-ooh-ah)

Don't let the su-u-u-un go out on me-e-e (we need the-e sun) (ah)
That wouldn't end up well, that should be very plai-ain to see-ee-ee (ah-ah)
Whether it just goes "phut" or it blows ri-ight (we need the-e sun) (ah-ah-ah)
Up lit'rally-y-y-y (no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no) (ah-ah)
But whichever it i-i-is
Don't let the sun go ri-ight out o-o-on me

I know I'm
Overreacting, too ri-i-ight
I know the sun
Won't blow up while I live
But now the thought
Is inside my mind, it won't piss o-o-off
Makes me think of ma-a-ad
Scientists or alien pri-icks

Don't let the su-u-u-un go out on me-e-e (we need the-e sun) (ah)
I'm paranoid? I know, just play along and a-assure me-e (he-elp now) (ah-ah)
That the eradication of all li-ife (we need the-e sun) (ah-ah-ah)
Won't happen, plea-ea-ea-ease (no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no) (ah-ah)
My brain won't let it re-e-est
Don't let the sun go ri-ight out o-o-on me

Don't let the su-u-un go ou-out on me-e-e-e-e (we need the-e sun) (ah)
If you were a real friend, you'd make this small promi-ise for me-e (please he-elp now) (ah-ah)
Or at least help get the thought out my mi-ind (we need the-e sun) (ah-ah-ah)
No, don't hurt me-e, yeah-eah-eah-eah (no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no-ooh) (ah-ah)
Just promise me one thing
Don't let the sun go ri-ight out o-o-on me