Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

I got sunshine in a bag
Oh oh oh oh oh
(Rah, yeah)
I'm good at repairs and I'm under each snare
From this fucking enterprise that I'm sucked into your lies
'cos I'm counting no age
I got sunshine in a bag
You perceive with your mind
Gut smokin' righteous but one talkin' psychic
Picture you getting down and I'll picture too
So I'm gonna stick around with Russ and be a mentor