I'm a white and pasty boy
With Irish/German skin
I must put sun block on
To turn on my light again

When I go out at midnight
Burning flesh I'm red again
Feels like I might ignite
I wish that I could end this torment
(Look at him, his skin is burnt)
Need six shirts in order to prevent
(Oh my God, he's gonna bleed)
Hey doc, what new meds did you invent

Two sunglasses on my eyes
It makes it hard to see
Wearing gloves on both my hands
I sweat, I sweat, you see

Summer nights are freaky scenes
Like I'm from the "Thriller" dance
I am not a drama queen
Just one look, you'll wish you didn't glance
(What he needs is more sun screen)
This is an abnormal circumstance
(It's the worst we've ever seen)
Hope someday that lotions are enhanced

Never go out for a stroll
Because I'd never survive
Did someone leave the T.V. on?
'Cause my skins breaking in hi-i-ives

Looking like a tangerine
Not the skin, but the insides
Hope that they find a vaccine
Until then, I guess I'll stay deep fried
(Hey there it's not Halloween)
I wish that the sun would just subside
(Why not wear two pairs of jeans)
Until then, I guess I'll stay inside

I cannot go out sightseeing
Can't build stuff out in the sand
It's not good for my well being
At least I don't have to go get tanned