Summer Of Your Dreams

Hanging out in the attic

I'm not getting any better at it

But I can still play the drum set

And throw four to the floor

And I won’t play the harmonica

If you don’t play the melodica

We can never get far enough

Away away away from

Are you ready for the summer

Of your dreams, yeah

This chord will be gone tomorrow

Because it’s everyone’s to borrow

But you can still be the star of

My big autumn breakdown

So clap your hands like you wanted to

And the silence won’t bother you

But a song won’t father you

And your mother is already gone

I know folks who can get us pot

Said a friend who never said a lot

Sally forth and forget me not

Said somebody else

If we tear down Babylon

Remember, we were only having fun

Said the boy with no towel on

As he climbed out of a car