[Chorus]   Get up to get down now   Get up to get down now (like this)   Get up to get down now (like this)   Get up to get down now (alright)   I don't wanna do it anymore   Couldn't do it if I tried, wouldn't do it if I wanted it      Hey   I don't wanna do it anymore   Couldn't do it if I tried...      [Verse 1]   Okay   The moments were subtle but unstolen and guess who owns them   No friendly, non-threatening corporate lacky mucks in the totem   Lucy was in the sky with diamonds   Five dollars to hold them   The summer beneath these Pac-Man's with acid behind his molars   Little white tab hollering, little white flag waggling   Inorganic pat on back, trim the panic flat on backer   Back to back like Mad Hatter magic   Rabid mastif collaborative   Splatter bachelor fabric fatter with Cabbage Patch lit   (Dark days)   Banded Louie-Louie   (Park blades)   Chemically bent-up but eager to crash for that one, two, three repeater   Good morning Vietnam   Whose couch is this, whose house is this, who are you down with bitch?   I'm sorry, dog, I dreamt the foulest shit   There was this rabid foot talismen drowning out of my armspan   What's fouler was the other farmhands growing gills and shark fangs   What's fouler was my torso stripped to ribbons in the marshlands   But I'm up now   Let's get this window pane and shut the fuck down   Down by the river where the litter sits   And lionheart critters smoke dope and act like illiterates   I ran with a brat pack of loose bolts and high social maladjusties   Sacred, numb, and boundless went to same proto called cookie   Well, I was dummy to some when my tongue was cradled and my skin looks crazy   Pocketbook mirror, courtesy Amy   Spiders in the mattress, paisley sunglasses, dialated eyes green   Ice grill that could burn through your picture-in-picture widescreen   Poison late late show starring Aes and his jigsaw face   Twelve hour solid gold entertainment   Other shit to sell from other ships that sell they DD paper   (Space Invader)   This one's for the labor days worked for rent and rolling papers   Only the illest beats leak asbsurdly out the boombox   The daytripper anthem goes: "Wake. Drop. Walk to Aquarium."   Whistle while you work like a canary lung   All work and no play makes Jack a dull boy to carry drugs   I sorta see it as my last flash summer   Skateboards and sloppy psychedelics and big numbers   Good times, good people   All airbrushed on a collapsible easel   Peace man, easy      [Bridge]   And I knew the permanancy would drift   And I knew the ph balance wasn't right   And I knew the crash and burn, how to caress it   L.S.D. flashed the message   And I knew the gash wasn't gonna stop bleeding   And I knew the ph balance wasn't right   And I knew how September would then affect it   L.S.D.      [Verse 2]   Lazy summer days   Like some decrepit land shark dumbluck squad dog lurks sicker, deluded   Last sturdy domino leans secluded   Don't let stupid delusions lesson super-duty labor students   Dragnet lifer solutions   Daddy loves sloppy dimensions like son-daughter links   Such determinated leopards, successfully disshelved   Little soliders developed like serpents despite life sentence ducking   lemmings   Some don't like sobriety's dirty lenses   Some do let sleeping dogs lie still   Don't look so damn lackluster   Suck defeat   Love some damage, load sample delete   Late Show, Dave Letterman, shitty diner lip-slide dutch   Low self-discipline leader seek dead lung self-destruct   Life sucks dickhead   Lost summer's display laminate showcasing divinity   Live system definitive   Liturgy soaked the pig lowly, spectactular delight   Why, what kind of L.S.D. you like?   Your lizard king has spoken (all hail)   You in the back, get them up, those trails are necessarily bumped   (Summertime)   Some'll try and recapture the same flag   But I played it smart and recognized the summertime passed      [Chorus]