Artist: The Airborne Toxic Event

Song: The Girls In Their Summer Dresses

There's nothing like a summer dress. Light, flowy, during the day or at night, a summer dress is the easiest thing to put on the morning and just as easy to take off at night, especially in the right company. So while we're not sure about a "blood-cover hand", being "victims of circumstance", or a "faceless thirst", we'll take the summer dresses, in "the blues, the grays, the olive greens" and "yes, I'd like to dance". LYRICS:

It's so quiet on these windswept days
The city lights look golden rays
The sunlight on a subway track
So you're mad again
If you like, I'll take it back

They're just your feelings
I wasn't looking at her eyes
Oh, do you mean it?

It's so lonesome in this happenstance
If you asked me, yes, I'd like to dance
Just show me your blood-covered hand
A perfumed dress is more than I can stand

And you approach me
With your hollow heart in hand
And you tell me:

It's not civilised
It's not fair to me
The blues, the greys
The olive greens
I'll take you far away from me
The girls in their summer dress, see?
Though you don't notice
They all look back at me
Is this on purpose?

Oh, no, no, no!
Oh, no, no, no!
Oh, no, no, no!

May I offer you this one olive branch?
It's not as though you're always so keyed
And we're both just the victims of circumstance
Do you understand, do you know what I mean?

Oh, no, no, no!
Oh, no, no, no!
Oh, no, no, no!
Oh, no, no, no!

(No, no, no)

I'm a husband first, I'm a childless curse
I'm a faithful man, with a faceless thirst
I'll stay with you, but please don't side
Tried to explain, but you cry and cry and cry

And you hate me when I ask the reason why
You'll trade me a dollar for some sense
But don't blame me, I was only making sense
Oh, I'm so sorry, I was only making sense