Summer

Nothing seems like the smoke of a cigarette in the sun
hinges kick 'em when it’s done
the girl’s got pod-blue hair
You know there’s coke in the kitchen
And smoke in the air, but —
Oh, I can feel it in my bones
Oh, I can feel it in my bones
I think it’s time for it again
in the dark, in the skinny
And the words kind of ugly
In the way that looks pretty
Don’t know what’s on the front of their jeans
Don’t know what to expect
Keep one hand on the bottle and another on a cigarette
Oh, I can feel it in my bones
Oh, I can feel it in my bones
It’s just summer again
Throwing away all the days and the nights with your friends
It’s just summer again
Doing the things we don’t need to do again
Hanging up on the wall, you got some picture of a man
No-one really knows who it is, but they see him time and time again
And everybody needs a thing back home
But when it’s with the night
It’s any poet
So don’t be so goddamn uptight
Oh, I can feel it in my bones
Oh, I can feel it in my bones
It’s just summer again
Throwing away all the days and the nights with your friends
It’s just summer again
You think that it and you do it all again
I said, It’s just summer again
Giving away to the night
It’s just summer again