I came home on the 3rd of July
To a city whose desert
presence never felt so present
And I don't have a job
And I'm not in a school
And it's sticky and hot
my blood moves like honey
through me
blood moves like honey
through me
We got nothing to do
but spend all day outside
in the sweet pea
short haired girls
that smell like patchouli
and ginger beer by the swimming pool-ie
yeah
poolie yeah
endless summer
it's an endless summer
it's an endless summer
and it's only July
it's an endless summer
it's an endless summer
it's an endless summer
and it's only July
only July