Summer – A Balladeer – letras

The Benz fansAre turned up highLand pansBefore your eyesFlashbackTo father’s suntanned thighsHopped onIn driver’s seatUp frontWith dangling feetChest beltHis muscled arm aroundAnd the sun goes downThe lake wakesA hard blue skyWaves breakAnd Sam says ‘hi’FlashbackTo Super Snorkel SpyYoung blondeWith fishing netStrong, fondHis back half wetSplash trackAnd underwater soundAnd the sun goes downPlease stop the thinking and the tortureYou can really only take so muchThings do look better in the morningWithout any grudgeThe twins batheAt 10 a.m.Grins tapedOn Sony camFlashbackTo mother’s glaring lampDives, swiftInto the roarWives driftShift, save on shoreJam-packedThe night that Natty drownsPlease stop the thinking and the tortureYou can really only take so muchThings do look better in the morningWithout any grudgeWould you stop this futile thinkingWould you stop these figments now