The kids of summer will take their prize In bitter plain cruelty make the rest of us suffer To watch them And when they’ve grown up and they’ve got it all They’ll scream down from their towers to the street ‘Hey Ma, watch me playing’ The kids of summer will settle down for the night Safe in their quiet abodes and note everything Is stellar The kids of summer will wash it down with a half pint of rum And snatch defeat from the jaws of victory And when they grow up and they’ve got it made They’ll say ‘look around the globe, see this holy mess I’ve created’ The kids of summer will show us dysfunction And we’ll be made to ape them, in a quiet display Of politics Kids of summer don’t hurt me man I’m just trying to get along with my wife my kids And my family And when they’ve grown up and they’re still not happy They’ll look around and say ‘Please, please, someone give me’ ‘Some substance, yeah’ Oh the kids of summer will show us madness And we’ll be forced to go along in degrading displays Of apathy

Stand with my back to the wall My feet are in the crowd Got something I wanna say But I can’t do it out loud Trying to connect, so I can rise above the din Can’t shake that feeling I’m on the outside looking in Oh, I’ve got to sail away Oh, can’t face another day And it’s just another thing I’ll never get to do Whole weekends spent apart, trying to get untied with you It’s just another line I’ll never get to say Toe the line and walk around, but never get to play And it’s overlong And it can’t be sung And it’s oversold And it can’t be told Standing on the dock, down by the buckets and the pails Looking out to the waves can’t help feeling my ship has sailed It’s always the ending of one empire or the next Leaves one in a state of feeling, constantly perplexed Oh, it felt as though I’d died Ah well, why don’t you tell them that I tried It’s just another thing I’ll never get to be Down here you can see the embers flying as it falls apart at the seams It’s just another word I’ll never get to taste Whole years spent miles apart, living my life in haste And it’s overlong And it can’t be sung And it’s oversold And it can’t be told I’m racking my brain, trying to think of another line Bout how everything seems to be in permanent decline I remember what you said to me when I was barely alive To the crooked go the spoils of war, and for the good only the knives Oh, I’ve got to sail away Oh, can’t face another day It’s just another life I’ll never get to live Days creep in closer now, running out of room to give One more thing that I will never get to be One more thing that I will never get to be

Oh Oh, Lillyanne I guess you’ll do what you can Trading your fortune for coal Selling your good looks for gold Oh oh, my sweet girl I guess you’re queen of that world Making my forehead perspire On account of all that transpired We met in some great temple Oh mother, you’d be so proud It isn’t as though we really liked each other But she recoiled when I expressed that feeling out loud So drunkenly, I tried to kiss her But she just turned and shook her head ‘My paramour would not like it’ she said ‘He’ll be even less pleased when he sees us abed’ And I say oh Lillyanne I guess you’ll do what you can Trading your fortune for coal Selling your good looks for gold Oh oh, my sweet girl I guess you’re queen of that world Making my forehead perspire On account of all that transpired We loved for less than a season Oh sweet mama, you make me forget all I know Lying in the crypt, with our ankles wrapped around each other Till we agree that it’s time to go And so I, I told her ‘Everybody’s eyes, they’re all fixed on you’ And she said ‘yes, but for what reason’ They all want to haunt me, just as you do’ And I say oh Lillyanne I guess you do just what you can Selling your charms for gold Hoping to come in from the cold Oh oh my sweet girl I guess it’s a lonely kind of world Give the people what they want So you can climb to the front And one, one day, it was over With a letter, pinned once to my suit Inside, a note and a picture Reading ‘nobody cuts quite like you’ And I say oh Lillyanne I guess you'll make your own plans Selling your image for success The high heels and the dress Oh oh my sweet girl They’ll never respect you in this world Ain’t it better to bare it all Than to stay cosseted and fall

Never underestimate The political capital of doing nothing You know it works for relationships too Didn't King Lear say 'Nothing will come of nothing' yeah Why don't you stall for time Till she moves down the line Though I think he was talking about something else... People will hate you For telling the truth, they'd prefer nothing As long as you don't say Nothing bad will come their way They'll let you get away with anything you like That's right... And when it all was over I asked them, for a reprieve But she just turned, and smiled at me And pulled the ace of hearts from her sleeve, hooo hooo hooo Do do do do do do Do do do do do do, do do do doh whoa Da da da da da Da da da da da Da da da da de duh de da dah Yeah Whoa oa oh oo oh oooo oo oo Yeah

I want a camera watching over me, all of me Reach into my being and tell me how to be, totally This feeling’s cancer it’s all over me But it offers comfort , it’s a paradox, outwardly The Buzzard glistens, hangs from a broken pole, oversold Spits out its gizzards and gives them to the troll, full control This heat is in my brain watching bitterly, overly Narrates my commandments until I start to bleed, right under me It’s funny, even when you’re next to me, hard to see The person that you were in messages, bitterly That feeling falls like sand, through my hands, under planned Sense of perspective feeling overran, an errant scan I need a screen to look at everywhere, vacant stare Dictate my being and tell me when and where, go over there Connects my mind to another realm Disconnects my life so I don’t know who’s at the helm, I’m feeling unwell

Well I came to in the garden, laughing as the rain came down Said I came to in the garden, laughing as the rain came down Wishing my long departed senses, would step to me, shake to me Tell me what was going on Well I'd rather burn out babe, than die drowning in this rain Said I'd rather burn out babe, than die drowning in this rain Big thunder keep on rolling Take away my pain Black clouds in the sky babe, peering at me through the night Well black clouds in the sky babe, peering at me through the night Well I've got this funny feeling, oh way down inside babe That tomorrow, the weathers going to be alright

Oh girl, I want all your attention Oh man, are you going to test my retention? I don’t care, I just go out and get what I can No connection, I’m looking for a henchman Cos I get, More than most but less than some, na na More than most but less than some Can I get it on the run, na na More than most but less than some Oh world, I want all you’ve got to give me Don’t care, bout war or strife or poverty I just need, the dopamine for my brain to shine Just think bout getting it in, most of the time Cos I get, More than most but less than some, na na More than most but less than some, Can I get it on the run, na na More than most but less than some In the water, I see a vision Of another way to be Less blood, and needless slaughter A kinder life for me With a beautiful girl Not looking for that next spin of the wheel A kinder soul Then I rediscover my Achilles heel Oh well I must admit that was a beautiful dream But now I wake, back to all my animal schemes I can’t change, I’ve been like this from the very start I’ve had millennia, to consider my evil and practice my art Cos I get, More than most but less than some, na na More than most but less than some Can I get my kicks for fun, na na More than most but less than some

I want to fall into a largely hopeless wild romance Surrender my soul unto you, now wouldn’t that be a beguiling dance? End it all feeling cold and broken hearted Dead to the world, pining over some girl with whom I’m parted I’d like to paint a picture with bold acrylic paints in line I’ll make a mandala out of coloured sands with grains so fine And when it’s done, I’ll throw it all away Set the canvas on fire and pour the sand all down the drain I don’t want to go Safe in your arms for now I don’t want to leave Stay here awhile and grieve But that will never do I’m awake now, and forever blue I want to fall into a, largely hopeless, wild affair Surrender my wits unto you, disregarding them without a care And when It's done, I’ll throw it all away Set the canvas on fire, pour the sand all down the drain I don’t want to go Safe in your arms for now I don’t want to leave Stay here awhile and grieve But that will never do I’m awake now, and forever blue

Hey man, I fucking hate you You said you were, riding big on some beautiful wave You thought you were, so immune to insanity That all the cards, and the people were yours to play Step into the distant future Take a minute to look around Tread softly, my love You never know if I’ll be around Step into the distant present Make it easy for yourself now love Try to communicate a little more lightly You never know what kind of sound You’ll never know You’ll never know, how good it feels till it’s gone You’ll never know, oh no Cos hey man, I fucking hate you You said you were, riding big on some beautiful wave You thought you were, so immune to insanity That all the cards, and the people were yours to play Jet off into the sunset baby Take no prisoners this time around Pull the rip cord on your way down love You’ll never hear all the useful sounds You’ll never know So don’t forget it It’s just some funny phase we’re both going through You’ll never know, oh no Cos hey man, I fucking hate you You said you were, riding big on some beautiful wave You thought you were, so immune to insanity That all the cards, and the people were yours to play

Haven’t watched the news in 15 days Used to feel good to know what’s going on Nowadays the sound just pains me A phosphorus grenade to lay my fears upon Cartoon cutouts dominate the mainstream A sad satire of Kapitals Id Trying to work out if I hate these creeps more Than the grey gormless bureaucrats who tried to keep it all under the lid Maybe I’m the one to blame For thinking the world was not all war and pain For thinking merit had a chance We could all learn to dance Play happily in the sun Not just ‘duck, and cover and run’ I’m a part of this scheme For believing in this stupid fucking dream They talk about a ‘social contract’ My insides are beginning to contract Apocalypse is a concept That we will on ourselves till it manifests in corporeal form, by hating this world, its corruptions, each other and eventually ourselves The will to life doesn’t become us The will to death overcomes us Four horseman, Valhalla, the end of days The great battle at the end of eternity

We built ourselves this world to keep out the darkness Semi detached houses with fully detached people, filling their days with sunshine and tasks while slowly drowning on the inside Because it’s cold outside And beyond our relativistic sphere lies dread abandon Nothing but cosmic horror and the void No one’s coming to save you Everything’s just.. indifferent to you It’s a strange and twisted fantasy to want to subject others to this vision of hell Take the cosseted and pampered kids of summer And shove their faces into the brazier Will it inflict meaning or am I just seasoning them for a life of dread horror and philosophical ambition Forever treading the line between the in group and the out never truly fitting in with constant questioning throughout It’s the age old question, is it better to exist in a manufactured state of bliss, ignorance will keep you happy they say, forget the rule book and the calculator, put them down child come play Though the game we play is my game And the rules have been made the very same If you don’t like drinking to abandon so as to forget that you abandoned all your plans in cold dread, passion projects left to the wayside, instead having to talk about people skills and working well as ‘part of a team’ Fit yourself into someone else’s grand vision or scheme, and if this is not what you want then it will BREAK you And you’ll have to talk to the boss to discuss what’s wrong, you’ll have talk to the councillor about why you’re so headstrong all the live long day and before you know it you’re at the doctors and he says take these pills, come what may, you have to be medicated for your sins and no one wants to help you or talk to you about a thing unless they then therein have to discuss their own dark path and their own dark feelings and how sometimes they don’t find it all very appealing.. We’re animal players in a digital world, and we’ll soon find that the new kids on the block think that we’re quite absurd, chasing after petty physical sensations when we could assimilating our frustrations and taking it out on simulacra of our weak human fixations. Where do we go when we die? Let’s face it, we’re all heading for the big databank in the sky The other’s a bitch, we’ve finished our news, Homo sapiens has far outgrown its use. Well, it was a painful delivery and protracted affair But she’s finally given birth to the 21st century. Welcome to my world Kids of Summer. Have fun burning in the new normal.