"Hey Matt?"
"Yeah Tim?"
"Hey, you talk to Marc lately?"
"Uh, haven't talked to him, but he looks pretty, uh, down. (laughing) He looks pretty uh..."
"Yeah, well maybe we should cheer him up then."
"What do you uh suppose we should do?"
"Well, does he like butter tarts?"

MARC
I was lying on the grass
Of sunday morning of last week
Indulging in my self defeat
My mind was thugged all laced and bugged
All twisted wrong and beat
A comfortable 3 feet deep
Now the fuzzy stare from not being there
On a confusing morning week
Impaired my tribal lunar-speak
And of course you can't become
If you only say what you would've done
So I missed a million miles of fun

I know it's up for me
<if you steal my sunshine>
Making sure I'm not in too deep
<if you steal my sunshine>
Keeping versed and on my feet
<if you steal my sunshine>

'cmere c'mere c'mere c'mere"
"Wow, look at her"
"I know"
"I've never seen Sharon look so bad before"
"I did once before, but this is pretty bad"
"Yeah, what do you think she got up to last night?"
SHARON: "Jared I love you!"

SHARON
I was lying on the bench slide
In the park across the street
L-a-t-e-r that week
My sticky paws were into making straws
Out of big fat slurpy treats
An incredible eight foot heap
Now the funny glare
To pay a gleaming tare in a staring under heat
Involved in under usual feat
And I'm not only among
But I invite you all to come
So I missed a million miles of fun

I know it's up for me
<if you steal my sunshine>
Making sure I'm not in too deep
<if you steal my sunshine>
Keeping versed and on my feet
<if you steal my sunshine>

I know it's done for me
<if you steal my sunshine>
Not something hard to see
<if you steal my sunshine>
Keeping dumb and built to beat
<if you steal my sunshine>