Sigit Red Summer
Summer, we were given to burn
Summer, we were given to learn
Define human needs to make one feel alive
The list will go too far
Devine human greed and their way to achieve
The list won't make an art
Oh Summer. Oh Bummer.
Summer, we were given to burn
Summer, we were given to learn
The half human being in their birthday suits
And the real men with their tout
When the former slaved then burnt on the ground
The latter won't make a fuss about
Oh Summer. Oh Bummer.
