Sour Soul. Liquid Sky Divers. Frantic. Zeneszám

The Sun is fading away.
The homeless guy from the Deep South
Is right on his way.
He's coming back to this country
To see us again.

He's a man and he's a writer,
And he says he's a fighter.
He comes up from a poor country
Where they don't even know ?Full Monty?!

What's wrong with you? I wish I knew
Cause your face and the way you're talking are weird;
That's true.
What's wrong with you? I wish I knew
Cause the life in the Equator has given you the flavor
Of what you are, and you can change it for good.

A guy just asked you for some money
And you just kicked his ass for glory
Cause we all know that you're eccentric.
And that just means that you've gone frantic.

What's wrong with you?

(Thanks to Alex for these lyrics)