Текстове на песни: Flaming Lips. A Collection Of Songs Representing An Enthusiasm For Recording...By Amateurs. One Million Billionth Of A Millisecond On A Sunday Morning.

Early in the mornin', just before the dawn
I turn my TV on and watch the fuzz

The sun scrapes away the first layers of the day
Nothing is meant, this is a beautiful accident

This could be the sunrise, or I could be wrong
'Cause sometimes what looks like the sunrise
Turns out to be an atom bomb

Bombs are comin' in cereal packages
Bombs are comin' in cereal packages

Early in the morning, just before the dawn
I turn my TV on and watch the fuzz