How's it going to feel when
Summer ends?
Out of money, out of friends
I've seen enough of nothing new
The blacker stain on
History or last laugh blues
Not gonna fight, not gonna cry
Not gonna shop around for one flag to fly
I've seen enough, inventor's age
I've covered up my face
Brown beaten shame
I've got the itch, I feel the sting
Like fallen in to the deepest sleep
Telephone rings
How's it going to feel when summer ends?
Out of money, out of friends
How's it going to feel when summer ends?
Out of money, out of friends
I've seen enough, the angry mob
Yeah they were unison da-da-da
They can't be stopped
Sitting at home, making plans
Don't wanna be another
Silly set of accident hands
How's it going to feel when summer ends?
Out of money, out of friends
How's it going to feel when summer ends?
Out of money, out of friends