Skyline To

This is joy, this is summer

Keep alive, stay alive

Got your medal on, we're alone

Makin' sweet love, takin' time

Till God strikes us

That's a pretty fuckin' fast year flew by

That's a pretty long third gear in this car

Glidin' on the five

The deer run across, kill the headlights

Pretty fuckin'

Underneath moonlight now

Pretty fuckin'

Sunrise in sight

In comes a mornin', hauntin' us with the beams

Solstice ain't as far as it used to be

It begins to blur, we get older (Blur)

Summer's not as long as it used to be

Every day counts like crazy (Smoke, haze)

Wanna get soaked?

Wanna film a tape on the speed boat?

We smell of Californication (Strike a pose)

Everything grows in the Congo, everything grows

Ooh, ooh, can you come when I call again?

On comes the evenin'

Gold seekin' ends

Peace in my hand worth twice than a friend

And two limbs over shoulder, carried away

Because I'm stronger, Congo is dim (Stronger, smoke)

In comes the mornin', ah (Smoke)

In comes the mornin', ah (Haze)