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I loll on the porch swing
tall mint julep in hand
listening to the beach boys
- why don't they understand?
this is not what I call summer
summer it's infinitely less than
we get one real summer
only one in our time
full of wine and wonder
- you were mine
we get one real summer
ridiculous and sublime
before we go under
- you were mine
I may drive my woody
down to sandcastle beach
with my brave new boyfriend
but love is out of reach
who lives in these crumbling castles?
summer's promise honored in the breach
so lost without you
haven't a clue what to do
octagons fall from the sun
as we run through the grass
let weathermen blether
this forecast is o'ercast
and the beach boys?
hell, they might as well play winter
wonderland
summer, my ass
- Album:
- Partygoing
- Memories of Love, Eternal Youth, and Partygoing
- Miscellaneous
- Spex CD #110
- Merge Sampler | Fall 2013
- SCORE! Selections From 20 Years of Merge Records
- Memories of Love
- Red Hot + Bothered: The Indie Rock Guide to Dating
- The Lonely Robot
- 12 Tales
- Casablanca
- The Magnetic Fields: B-Sides, Etc.
- Reproductions: Songs of the Human League
- Reproductions (Human League Tribute Album)
- Memories of Love (Remastered)
- Eternal Youth (Remastered)
- Eternal Youth
- I’m Lonely
- Welcome to the Dollhouse Soundtrack
- Lonely Days