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