Soul Asylum - Summer of drugs

^CSister got bit by a copperhead snake in the ^Fwoods be^Ghind the ^Chouse ^CAnd nobody was home so I grabbed her foot and I ^Fsucked that ^Gpoison ^Cout ^FSister got better in a month or two when the swelling it went down But ^CI started off my teenage years with a ^Fpoison ^Gin my ^Cmouth

And we were ^Ftoo young to be ^Chippies ^Fmissed out on ^Clove ^FReturn to our teen in the ^Clate seventies in a ^Csummer ^Gof the ^Fdrugs

^CMommy and Daddy could never understand that ^Flife was ^Gnever ^Ccold ^CTheir idea of a rollicking town was a ^Fkitchen ^Gtap ap^Cpall ^FAcid, grass, downs and speed, junked us days were made of ^CHow could they suspect those kids where the ^Fmonsters ^Geat their ^Cmakers

And they were ^Ftoo young to be ^Chippies ^Fmissed out on ^Clove We ^Flearned from the teens of the ^Clate seventies in a ^CSummer ^Gof the ^Cdrugs

^A#Boys and girls in ^A#every town ^A#Sandman spread his ^Asand around ^A#Now we are just ^Gwaking up from a ^A#summer o^Af ^Gdrugs

Hey ^Fhey (hey hey), woh ^Cwoh (woh woh), uh-^Fhuh (uh-huh) Hey ^Cyeah (hey yeah), hey ^Fhey (hey hey), woh ^Cwoh (woh woh) Oh ^Cyeah ^Gyeah ^Fyeah

^CMommies and Daddies are too shy to talk ^Fabout those ^Gbirds and ^Cbees ^CIntegrated schools had stopped, ^Ffacts of ^Glife pl^Cease ^FGirls and boys went away came back, empty after weekend The ^Ctalk on the phone consisted of a ^Fhush, ^Gvoices sp^Ceaking

And they were ^Ftoo young to be ^Chippies ^Fmissed out on ^Clove Re^Fturn to our teen in the ^Clate seventies in a ^Csummer ^Gof the ^Cdrugs

And they were ^Ftoo young (^Ctoo young) And they were ^Ftoo fast (^Ctoo fast) ^{F C} Oh, the ^Csummer ^Gof ^Cdrugs