Constructive Summer

Me and my friends

are like the drums

on "Lust for Life"

We pound it out

on floor toms

Our psalms

are sing-along songs

And this whole town

is like this

Been that way

our whole lives

Just work at the mill

until you die

Work at the mill,

and then you die

We're gonna build something,

this summer

We're gonna build something,

this summer

We'll put it back together

raise up a giant ladder

With love, and trust,

and friends, and hammers

(This summer!)

We're gonna lean

this ladder up

against the water tower

Climb up to the top,

and drink and talk

(This summer!)

Me and my friends are like

"Double-whiskey-coke-no-ice."

We drink along in double time;

might drink too much,

but we feel fine

We're gonna build something,

this summer.

Gonna build something,

this summer.

This summer,

grant us all the power

to drink on top

of water towers,

With love,

and trust, and shows,

all summer

(Get hammered!)

Let this be

my annual reminder

that we can all

be something bigger

I went to your schools,

I did my detention

But the walls are so gray,

I couldn't pay attention

I heard your gospel it

moved me to tears,

But I couldn't find the hate,

and I couldn't find the fear

I met your Savior,

I knelt at his feet,

And he took my ten bucks,

and he went down the street

I tried to believe

all the things that you said,

But my friends that aren't dying

are already dead.

Raise a toast

to St. Joe Strummer

I think he might've been

our only decent teacher

Getting older makes it harder

to remember

we are our only saviors

We're gonna build something,

this summer