Summertime, I am silence and the wind
My land is your land, all is free
Summertime, I am the listener, like tears against your cheek
My dream is yours...
As long as my heart beats, I remember you near
You made a hole in my kevlar soul
And you became my sore, and I am bleeding to death
Come make a hole in my kevlar...soul
Summertime, where is the brain, here is the violence
My land is my land, only mine
Summertime, in the socialist directors folder everything is black and white
Your dream is mine
As long as my heart beats, I remember you near
You made a hole in my kevlar soul
And you became my sore, and I am bleeding to death
Come make a hole in my kevlar...soul
As long as my heart beats, I remember you near
You made a hole in my kevlar soul (My dream is yours now)
And you became my sore, and I am bleeding to death
Come make a hole in my kevlar...soul (Your dream is mine now)
As long as my heart beats, I remember you near
You made a hole in my kevlar soul (My dream is yours now)
And you became my sore, and I am bleeding to death
Come make a hole in my kevlar...soul