Damn Summer by Damn Williams

Damn all these hell-raising rattlers
Those flat snakes with tracks down their backs
From tractors we overtake
Dust from his flanks flutters up in his wake
A wallaby runs in the way so we wait
Before the cattle gate
When you go round to your drummer’s house
You’ve got to be careful to go slow
Or risk falling down a rabbit hole

Some neighbour from farther down Old Bernie’s Road
Is having a bonfire
The air is fresh with fern burnoff
And my window is all the way down
I drag it into my lung
I drag it into my lung

The girls they learned to ask you
What’s this game you play
And from there they feel afraid
From then on we all feel the shame
Learn that to cut through the mess
You drink and you dress to impress

Some girls drag you behind the trees these days
You stumble and make your first good mistake
As she pulls your mouth into hers and she shows you the way
The tongue trickles down from the roof of your mouth and you wither away
Go home a man where your Dad’s found his grave in the ashtray
Some youth you fulfil, but some you wish you’d abstained
Some damn summer’s day

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