Remo Drive - Song Of The Summer lyrics
[Remo Drive - Song Of The Summer lyrics]
With an hour forty of
Projected scripted goodness
A brand new moral revelation
For anyone who's hungry to believe it
Eat it
My lungs are so tired
So sick of always sighing
My posters, my CDs
Are breaking my heart when they shouldn't be
And to think he wore his cape
Till he had to leave
And oh
All these villains play the heroes on TV
All these perverts in my headphones
Talked to me when I was
Young and listening to them
Now their prose sounds clumsy
Like they're trying to be
Anything but honest often
My lungs are so tired
So sick of always sighing
My posters, my CDs
Are breaking my heart when they shouldn't be
And to think he wore his cape
Till he had to leave
And oh
All these villains play the heroes on TV
No trust for the song of the Summer, baby
No trust for the song of the Spring
The tune is stuck in my head
But now I can't just get it to leave
Oh, what a horrible feeling listening
Oh, to someone who just doesn't