This Afternoon

That the revolution began, I was in a hotel pool with another kid And an Australian business man. And nothing there would make you say After all this talk, today would be the day... Nothing but an upset tray Left by the pool This afternoon An orange cup was thrown From an upstairs room A cherry bomb of giddy lust, I guess, From a bride and groom. And nothing there would make you say After all this talk, today would be the day... Nothing but an orange cup From an upstairs room This afternoon I've spent every long summer Just this way Sinke my mother started making up their beds And learning to look the other way. So what's one more drunk businessman Coming on to me in the shallow end? Nothing there would make you say After all this talk, today would be the day... Listen: What's another slogan mean Scrolled across my TV screen? What's another bride and groom Locked up in a fancy room? What's one more drunk businessman Coming on to me in the shallow end This afternoon?