Texty: Brian Wilson. That Lucky Old Sun. Oxygen To The Brain.

Open up, open up, open your eyes
It's time, it's time, it's time to rise
Okay, let's take it slow
You ain't got no place to go

I cried a million tears
I wasted a lotta years
Life was so dead (so dead)
Life was so dead (so dead)

Oxygen, oxygen, right to the brain
Super vices verses gettin' to the refrain
Let yourself float, don't carry that weight
Never destroy when you can create
Ready steady, California
I'm fillin' up my lungs again
And breathin' life

How could I have got so low?
I'm embarrassed to tell you so
I laid around this old place
I hardly ever washed my face

Oxygen, oxygen right to the brain
Super vices verses gettin' to the refrain
Let yourself float, don't carry that weight
Never destroy when you can create
Ready, set in California
I'm fillin' up my lungs again
And breathin' life

Now it don't matter
What your age is
Don't you know it's just a state of mind
Let's get the jump on it
Before it's too late
Friendly reminder
Friendly reminder

So take a lesson from one who knows
Just where being lazy goes
There's a time to live
A reason to live
To live
To live

Oxygen oxygen right to the brain
Skip the vices verses gettin' to the refrain
Let yourself float, don't carry that weight
Never destroy when you can create
Ready set in California
I'm fillin' up my lungs again
And breathin' life

Open up, open up, open your eyes
It's time, it's time, it's time to rise
Okay let's take it slow
We ain't got no place to go.