East London Summer

Dictated to by empty streets Chain stores and big machines The snow falls hard on soft debris And I know this town don't envy me And the locals all seem nice enough But they cross streets I dare not walk I'll drive the extra couple blocks And stop when I am told to stop And everyone in this shitty bar is just Trying to sink their teeth into everybody else Give me East London summer Give me North Melbourne summer Nothing make you feel more alive than being surrounded by things That have recently died And on this goddamn bitter cold late November night The kids put on their coats to go see the Christmas lights In the urban undeveloped wastelands of Michigan Sleet falls on my jacket teeth are chattering again And the locals all drink and love, fight when they have drunk too much The kids look like they grew up knowing how to take a punch And the month old front pages from local newspapers dance On the lonely winds around empty lobbies of once grand buildings [Chorus] And everyone in this shitty bar is just Trying to sink their teeth into everybody else Give me East London summer Give me North Melbourne summer Let's be anything let's be lovers We'll take care of one another Live like the people I looked up to in the Time when I was happier Give me East London summer Give me North Melbourne summer And now I'm smoking weed in New York City In the land of happy-ever-afters and dreams come true I pass out piss drunk on the floor of a motel room Wake up shivering and thinking about you And I'm tired I'm so tired [Chorus]