Music: Jack Wolter/Lily Wolter/Paul Hartnoll
By the summer days
I'll be alive
It'll be the first one you couldn't give a toss for
All the men aside
Are you alive?
It'll be the first one you really give a toss for
Give it all you got till you want it to fall aside
Hidin' in a ball isn't gonna do you any good
I know I really don't wanna get ****ed in a working world
But it's a dog-eat-dog business
So we'll sit in our new garden
Reminiscing to the moon
What you've been doing
Fixing it up, for somebody else
I have been writing
All of it down, out of my head
I can not tell if
That part of you, is there any more
Now that you care if
I can't get up, stuck to the floor
Picked your heart up, given it a little clean
Now you're acting like you're on the cover of a magazine
Give it all you got till you want it to fall aside
Hidin' in a ball isn't gonna do you any good
I know I really don't wanna get ****ed in a working world
But it's a dog-eat-dog business
Give it all you got till you want it to fall aside
Hidin' in a ball isn't gonna do you any good
I know I really don't wanna get ****ed in a working world
But it's a dog-eat-dog business