Testo Summer

The Benz fans
Are turned up high
Land pans
Before your eyes

Flashback
To father's suntanned thighs
Hopped on In driver's seat

Up front
With dangling feet
Chest belt
His muscled arm around
And the sun goes down
And the sun goes down

The lake wakes
A hard blue sky
Waves break
And Sam says hi

FlashbackTo Super Snorkel Spy
Young blonde
With fishing net

Strong, fond
His back half wet
Splash track
And underwater sound
And the sun goes down

Please stop the thinking and the torture
You can really only take so much
Things do look better in the morning
Without any grudge

The twins bathe
At 10 A.M.
Grins taped
On Sony cam

Flashback
To mother's glaring lamp
Dives, swift
Into the roar

Wives drift
Shift, save on shore
Jam-packed
The night that Natty drowns
And the sun goes down

Please stop the thinking and the torture
You can really only take so much
Things do look better in the morning
Without any grudge

Would you stop this futile thinking?
Would you stop these figments now?
Would you stop this futile thinking?
Stop these figments now
Stop these figments now

Please stop the thinking and the torture
You can really only take so much
Things do look better in the morning
Without any grudge

Would you stop this futile thinking?
Would you stop these figments now?
Would you stop this futile thinking?
Stop these figments now