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This is joy, this is summer
Keep alive, stay alive
Got your metal on, we're alone
Making sweet love, takin' time
'Til God strikes us
That's a pretty fucking 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 fucking, underneath moonlight now
Pretty fucking, sunrise in sight
In comes the morning, haunting 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
Everyday 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
Can you come when I call again

Verse 2
On comes the evening, gold seeking ends
Piece in my hands worth twice than a friend
And two limbs over shoulder, carried away
Because I'm stronger and the Congo is dim smoke
In comes the morning smoke
In comes the morning haze