originally by hüsker dü.
love and hate was in the air, like pollen from a flower
somewhere in april time, they add another hour
i guess i’d better think up a way to spend my time
just when i’m ready to sit inside, it’s summer time
should i go fishing or get a friend to hang around
it’s back to summer, back to basics, hang around
getting drunk out on the beach, or playing in a band
and getting out of school meant getting out of hand
was this your celebrated summer? was that your celebrated summer?
then the sun disintegrates between a wall of clouds
i summer where i winter at, and no one is allowed there
do you remember when the first snowfall fell
when summer barely had a snowball’s chance in h-ll?