Lyrics:

My friend the communist
Holds meetings in his RV
I can't afford his gas
So I'm stuck here watching TV

I don't have digital
I don't have diddly-squat
It's not having what you want
It's wanting what you've got

I'm gonna soak up the sun
I'm gonna tell everyone to lighten up
I'm gonna tell 'em that I've got no one to blame
For every time I feel lame, I'm lookin' up

I'm gonna soak up the sun
I'm gonna soak up the sun

I've got a crummy job
It don't pay near enough
To buy the things it'd take
To win me some of your love

Every time I turn around
I'm lookin' up, you're lookin' down
Maybe something's wrong with you
That makes you act the way you do
Maybe I am crazy too

I'm gonna soak up the sun
I'm gonna tell ?veryone to lighten up
I'm gonna t?ll 'em that I've got no one to blame
For every time I feel lame, I'm lookin' up
I'm gonna soak up the sun
I'm gonna tell everyone to lighten up (To lighten up)
I'm gonna tell 'em that I've got no one to blame
For every time I feel lame, I'm lookin' up (I'm lookin' up)

I'm gonna soak up the sun
I got my 45 on
So I can rock on