The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band — Eighteen Is Over the Hill

[Verse 1] Antique white lace A plastic face A tinfoil place An empty space You're so hung up on yourself And nothing else [Chorus] I like too much the rain The power of my brain The sunshine and the open road Ahead of me [Verse 2] Laughing because It's right to laugh Dress up at night In the right dress You can't change me Into something that I'm not [Chorus] I like too much the rain The power of my brain The sunshine and the open road Ahead of me [Verse 3] I'll hear your line Some other time When miming Performance rhyme The way you feel It is so phony and unreal [Chorus] I like too much the rain The power of my brain The sunshine and the open road Ahead of me I like too much the rain The power of my brain The sunshine and the open road Ahead of me