running on the green steaming lawns
chasing the last rays of sun all down the shoreline
through the dog days and hot July nights
crickets the drumbeat fireflies the light fireflies the light
it's our own kind of hallelujah
a river & a case of beer
the kind of piss that goes right through ya
we'll take off outta here
we'll take off outta here
tell me your name
tell me your story
tell me of all your summer glory

radio coming in like the disembodied voice of god
soundtrack to our delinquent degeneration
allied against the hurdles set in our way
laughing at the games they want us to play, they want us to play
just let me flirt in corners
give me clumsy hands
we're not taking any orders
we're making our own plans
making our plans
tell me your name
tell me your story
tell me of all your summer glory
2am, swimming in the quarry
bathing in all summer glory


Lyrics submitted by greeninoregon

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