Glyn loves the Sun

Lyrics

[Verse 1] Glyn in the garden, knees in the dirt Head tipped back like the sky is dessert He treats the clouds like it's sunshine theft Moving his chair two degrees to the left He’s got the angles, he’s got the map He’ll sit by the fence just to catch that gap And every time he finds that golden patch His forehead cooks like a Sunday match [Pre-Chorus] Round the bbq, he’s on patrol Slipping into a beam like it’s rock and roll Near the pool, he’s a shimmering sight Squeezing past shade to reach the light [Chorus] Glyn loves the sun Glyn loves the sun Burnt again, but he’s not done Glyn loves the sun (loves the sun) Glyn loves the sun Glyn loves the sun Neck like toast, forehead done Glyn loves the sun (loves the sun) [Verse 2] He’s burnt that forehead, red as a sign Then a week later, he’s back on time The back of his neck goes crispy fast Still he says, “I'm built to last” He’ll wedge by the shed where the shadows bend Or sit by the gate, instead of a friend At the bbq, he’ll burn the meat If it means catching sun he'll take the heat. [Pre-Chorus] Sun lotion in hand and cider in the other He'll apply it to his skin, first one then the other He’ll toast that skin and call it a plan Then squint at the sky like a blind man can [Chorus] Glyn loves the sun Glyn loves the sun Burnt again, but he’s not done Glyn loves the sun (loves the sun) Glyn loves the sun Glyn loves the sun Neck like toast, forehead gone Glyn loves the sun (loves the sun) [Bridge] He'll turn his chair to face the dawn Then moved it twice before the first rays shone At the pool he found a sunbeam lane Sat by the ladder just to catch that strain We all said, “Glyn, mate, use the shade” He said, “Not today,” and more adjustments made Then winced at the burn and smiled at the view Like pain was just part of the rendezvous [Final Chorus] Glyn loves the sun Glyn loves the sun Burnt again, but he’s not done Glyn loves the sun (loves the sun) Glyn loves the sun Glyn loves the sun Forehead fried and neck twice done Glyn loves the sun (loves the sun) Glyn loves the sun Glyn loves the sun Sunbeam king, he’s the chosen one Glyn loves the sun (loves the sun) [Outro] Now where's that aftersun. Ouch!