[Verse 1]

The gang is back

The deep of your head remembers that

Hello, you missed the fads

Erasing Love freed the bad

We know something that

Wrestles Pony Spirits Black

Hello, this is a trap

We all slowly crawl back

[Pre-Chorus]

We weren't there to comfort you

When your knees began to burn

A trapeze artist in my mind

While my body turned into

[Chorus]

Stellar hot with Christian friends

Who sucked your tits again and again

Will summer favors

[Verse 2]

You know I'm real glad

Depression's warmer than

Creole sunshine we knew we had

Stupid leer jets carrying brats

Oh, my boys were bad

And now the gang's off track

In '71 with a sacred bond

Engraved with names on your back

[Chorus]

The oven sun felt good on my face

Based out same old head case

Stella hot with Christian Friends

Who sucked your tits until the end

Again will summer flies admit

Will summer favors fit

We royally fucked up being kids

We were royal shit