Summer Kitchen Ballad
Sat in the kitchen with an asthma cigarette
Out the window with an inch of regret
It's a gray world
Sold all the gear that he had in the shed
Gave him a hard time so he up and quit
It's a gray world
And the old van is tired and slow
It wouldn't go
Down at the quarry to have a swim
I took off my shirt but you won't go in
It's a gray world
Later at the fire with a marshmallow stick
You ware embarrassed cause she was so thin
It's a gray world
And the old van is tired and slow
It wouldn't go
It wouldn't go
It wouldn't go
It wouldn't go
Balada de la Cocina de Verano
Sentado en la cocina con un cigarrillo de asma
Mirando por la ventana con una pulgada de arrepentimiento
Es un mundo gris
Vendió todo el equipo que tenía en el cobertizo
Le dio un mal rato, así que renunció
Es un mundo gris
Y la vieja camioneta está cansada y lenta
No arrancaba
En la cantera para nadar
Me quité la camisa pero tú no entraste
Es un mundo gris
Más tarde en el fuego con un palo de malvavisco
Estabas avergonzado porque ella era tan delgada
Es un mundo gris
Y la vieja camioneta está cansada y lenta
No arrancaba
No arrancaba
No arrancaba
No arrancaba