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So happy I was invited
Gave me a reason to get out of the city
See you inside watching swarms on TV
Livin' and dyin' in New York, it means nothing to me
I gave my heart to the Army
The only sentimental thing I could think of
With cousins, and colors and somewhere overseas
But it'll take a better war to kill a college man like me
I'm too tired to drive anywhere, anyway right now
Do you care if I stay?
You can put on your bathing suits
And I'll try to find somethin' on this thing that means nothin' enough
Losin' my breath, do-do-do-do-do-do-do-do-do-do
Losin' my breath, do-do-do-do-do-do-do-do-do-do
You and your sister live in a Lemonworld
I want to sit in and die
You and your sister live in a Lemonworld
Do-do-do-do-do-do-do-do-do-do
You and your sister live in a Lemonworld
I want to sit in and die
You and your sister live in a Lemonworld
Do-do-do-do-do-do-do-do-do-do
This pricey stuff makes me dizzy
I guess I've always been a delicate man
Takes me a day to remember a day
I didn't mean to let it get so far out of hand
I was a comfortable kid
But I don't think about it much anymore
Lay me on the table, put flowers in my mouth
And we can say that we invented a summer lovin' torture party
I'm too tired to drive anywhere, anyway right now
Do you care if I stay?
You can put on your bathing suits
And I'll try to find something on this thing that means nothin' enough
You and your sister live in a Lemonworld
I want to sit in and die
You and your sister live in a Lemonworld
Do-do-do-do-do-do-do-do-do-do
You and your sister live in a Lemonworld
I want to sit in and die
You and your sister live in a Lemonworld
Do-do-do-do-do-do-do-do-do-do
Losin' my breath
Do-do-do-do-do-do-do
Gave me a reason to get out of the city
See you inside watching swarms on TV
Livin' and dyin' in New York, it means nothing to me
I gave my heart to the Army
The only sentimental thing I could think of
With cousins, and colors and somewhere overseas
But it'll take a better war to kill a college man like me
I'm too tired to drive anywhere, anyway right now
Do you care if I stay?
You can put on your bathing suits
And I'll try to find somethin' on this thing that means nothin' enough
Losin' my breath, do-do-do-do-do-do-do-do-do-do
Losin' my breath, do-do-do-do-do-do-do-do-do-do
You and your sister live in a Lemonworld
I want to sit in and die
You and your sister live in a Lemonworld
Do-do-do-do-do-do-do-do-do-do
You and your sister live in a Lemonworld
I want to sit in and die
You and your sister live in a Lemonworld
Do-do-do-do-do-do-do-do-do-do
This pricey stuff makes me dizzy
I guess I've always been a delicate man
Takes me a day to remember a day
I didn't mean to let it get so far out of hand
I was a comfortable kid
But I don't think about it much anymore
Lay me on the table, put flowers in my mouth
And we can say that we invented a summer lovin' torture party
I'm too tired to drive anywhere, anyway right now
Do you care if I stay?
You can put on your bathing suits
And I'll try to find something on this thing that means nothin' enough
You and your sister live in a Lemonworld
I want to sit in and die
You and your sister live in a Lemonworld
Do-do-do-do-do-do-do-do-do-do
You and your sister live in a Lemonworld
I want to sit in and die
You and your sister live in a Lemonworld
Do-do-do-do-do-do-do-do-do-do
Losin' my breath
Do-do-do-do-do-do-do
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The singer didn't go off to war himself: his less well-off cousins did. He just put a yellow ribbon on his bumper to send the message that he "supports the troops." College kids like him don't join the army - they go off on day trips to the coast to hang out with girls and their sisters to drink expensive wine and try to forget how awful the rest of the world is. He takes pains to avoid the news channels and parks the dial on MTV or something equally vapid. "Lay me on the table, put flowers in my mouth and we can say we invented a summer-loving torture party." This is waterboarding imagery. He's acutely aware of the dichotomy between his heavenly life cavorting at the beach house with two beautiful girls while his cousins and countrymen fight and die in the dust and sand of ugly wars full of torture and terror. He doesn't want to think about them. He wants this day, this beautiful moment to be his whole world - his eternity, but he knows the lemon-scented cleanness of the moment he's in merely masks the stench of the world that it is built on.