Future Bible Heroes - Real Summer Lyrics
I loll on the porch swingtall mint julep in handlistening to the beach boys- why don't they understand?this is not what I call summersummer it's infinitely less thanwe get one real summeronly one in our timefull of wine and wonder- you were minewe get one real summerridiculous and sublimebefore we go under- you were mineI may drive my woodydown to sandcastle beachwith my brave new boyfriendbut love is out of reachwho lives in these crumbling castles?summer's promise honored in the breachso lost without youhaven't a clue what to dooctagons fall from the sunas we run through the grasslet weathermen bletherthis forecast is o'ercastand the beach boys?hell, they might as well play "winter wonderland"summer, my ass