screen falling off the door 
door hanging off the hinges
my feet are still sore 
my back is on the fringes
we tore up the walls 
we slept on couches
we lifted this house 
we lifted this house

fire-crackers in the east 
my car parked south
your hands on my cheeks 
your shoulder in my mouth
i was up against the wall on the west mezzanine
we rattle this town 
we rattle this scene

O, Anna Sun!
O, Anna Sun!

what do you know? this house is falling apart
what can i say? this house is falling apart
we got no money, but we got heart
we're gonna rattle this ghost town
this house is falling apart

screen falling off the door 
door hanging off the hinges
my feet are still sore 
my back is on the fringes
we were up against the wall on the west mezzanine
we rattle this town 
we rattle this scene

O, Anna Sun!
O, Anna Sun!

what do you know? this house is falling apart
what can i say? this house is falling apart
we got no money, but we got heart
we're gonna rattle this ghost town
this house is falling apart

live my life without
station wagon rides
fumbling around the back
not one seatbelt on
wait for summertime
coming up for air
now it's all a wash
now it's all a wash

live my life without
coming up for air
now it's all a wash
i want everyone
racing down the hill
i am faster than you
wait for summertime
wait for summertime

O, Anna Sun!