Good Time Summer

It's on the left train that I bought "one-way"

Hey babe, i'd take it any way

Got a counting job at a nursing home

I tally bibs and broken bones

But held up in your eyes

I lose out over time

Held up in your eyes

I am ice

Baby, ice

Goodtime Summer's gone

Well the wells run dry with the euro signs

And market share are in decline

And question-marks make for tired beds

While swollen cocks breed angel heads

I'm held up in your eyes

With no voice

With no voice!

Held up in you eyes

I am stone

Baby, stone

Goodtime summer's gone

(I took the class

I'll make it pass

Prairies, here I come again!)

Rememeber when they said that it'd all be fine?

"Check-out boys don't read Bataille."

And looting from the middle-class

Confuses jewels with broken glass

Held up in your eyes...