I've got a lucky hand
got two sun eyes
but, it's too late
the English Summer's calling
my friends will wait
I've got a heavy metal head
a two-sided dime
but, it's too late
the English Summer's calling
my friends will wait
my friends will wait
Under the better hand
my shit's golden
but, it's too late
the English Summer's calling
and I have to wait
Cool kids they find
when returning from their slumber
their days already gone
Feels like somewhere
beyond our setting
now they're mourning
the loss of the sun
and it's already done
the summer set's giving
see, I'm already there
the stakes of the living
and it's already
and you're already done
I've got a lucky hand
got worn-out shoes
but, it's too late
the English Summer's
my friends will wait
but, it's too late
the English Summer's
my friends will wait
Let's not get carried away!

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