Sunday's Best - Indian Summer lyrics

rate me

I can't believe he's such a sore loser,

"maybe someday you'll learn that 'coffee is for closers.'"

Raise up the glass and toast the motherf---er,

"just move along."

How did you get that brusie up on your shoulder?

You are so "Sisyphus." Just pushing on your boulder.

Someday you'll take a break.

When you're older you just move along.

I had a dream her teeth were butter-colored

and they crumbled to dust as she kissed her former lover.

So I severed his hands and glued them to her Mother.

Just glued them on.

Just what is it about Indian Summer?

Makes a promise, then steals the chance of gentle winter.

Maybe I'm just a sucker for the colors

that just move along?