Sorry son, this is what I've done
This is what I have done
It was a long sad supper without you
I had to be [bad word] to be kind
We have to leave the past behind
La la la
And isn't it strange how people can change?
And isn't it weird how people I feared
They all seem worthless now?

I will ride on my bicycle, 
I ride thinking of you
As I'm riding on my tricycle,I ride
I see the sun in the trees,
And I feel the psychedelic breeze
I see the sun in the trees,
And I feel the psychedelic breeze

Oh oh oh
La la la

Sorry son,this is what I've done
This is what I have done
It was a long sad supper without you
Please don't hold me responsible
I tried and I tried
It wasn't the same without my brain
It wasn't a game,it wasn't a game
Oh not now

I will ride on my bicycle, 
I ride thinking of you
As I'm riding on my tricycle,I ride
I see the sun in the trees,
And I feel the psychedelic breeze
I see the sun in the trees,
And I feel the psychedelic breeze

Oh oh oh
La la la

Sorry son
Oh I am so sorry son