Lyrics Mike Doughty

Mike Doughty

Weird Summer

Your love is ghost

You are a shadow man

You are the powder strewn on the floor

You want a taste

You want a smattering

You'll lick the pan and your muck boots too

Muck boots too

You get the boot

Drop out of drama school

Hot plate of baffled, side of unnerved

I'll smoke you out

Ease like a palliative

Counts, kammerjunkers, and the czars and the serfs

Weird summer's coming on

Yes, it's coming on

Weird summer's coming on

Yes, it's coming on

Weird summer's coming on

Yes, it's coming on

Weird summer's coming on

Yes, it's coming on

The people delighted

Can never be deleted

The people provided

Can never be deluded

The people colluded

Can never be impeded

The people disquieted

Can never be uprooted

So let's go out and find some trouble

Let's go out and ride the rails

Nothing's sexier than regret

Toast our souls with ginger ale

Weird summer's coming on

Yes, it's coming on

Weird summer's coming on

Yes, it's coming on

Weird summer's coming on

Yes, it's coming on

Weird summer's coming on

Yes, it's coming on