Anti-Summersong

Here now, long gone
Three freaks and a bed are gone
Went to the river but the river got dry
And all the good people were hanging around
Too little, too late
Everybody gotta medicate
Through the winter when the winter comes down
And all the city comes to hanging ground
I’m not going on Just to sing another summer song
So long, farewell
Don’t everybody follow over themselves
I’m not (he's not) going on (going on)
Just to sing another summer song
So long (see ya later), farewell
Don’t everybody follow over themselves
I’m not going on Just to sing another suicide singalong song
So long (see ya later), farewell
Don’t everybody follow over themselves
So, don’t everybody follow over themselves
Don’t everybody follow over themselves