[Instrumental intro] [intro] Majestic inquisitor, Dandelion Von VonDerCon, had a beef with the sun On summer days, the brightest of days, the loveliest of days, the most profound of days you can imagine - he would sit. Backwards on his horse All ready steady on his course Aaaaaaaaand SCREAM at the sun [chorus] He'd say "Hey you sun of a gun" "Hey you sun of a gun" "dare to stare" "dare to wear" Long trousers in the heat [chorus] He'd say "hey you sun of a gun" Hey you sun of a gun "dare to stare" Down the barrel of my steel! [bridge] And he'd whine and cry, the sun was in his eyes. Dandelion Von VonDerCon, was the son of none. And as it went down the beef was indeed put between buns. [hook] It was all great fun [hook] Well not if you asked, Dandelion of Course [chorus] He'd say "ah, holy Smoly" "goaly, folly, futile" "dare to stare" "dare to wear" Lomg trousers in the heat [hook] So hot So "we don't give a fuuu*blep*" [outro] And there's really not much more to declare Dandelion wore what he'd like to wear. Sun the same
