My sister got bit by a copperhead snake In the woods behind the house Nobody was home so I grabbed her foot And I sucked that poison out
My sister got better in a month or two When the swelling it went down But I'd started off my teenage years with a poison in my mouth
And we were too young to be hippies Missed out on the love Turned to a teen in the late 70's In the summer of the drugs
Mama and daddy could never understand, their life was never dull Their idea of a rollicking time was a kitchen tap appall Acid grass downs and speed, junk those days were made of How could they suspect those kids where the monsters meet their makers
Mommies and daddies were too shy to talk about those birds and bees Integrated schools had stopped the facts of life were these Girls and boys went away and came back, empty after the weekend The talk on the phone consisted of hushed voices speaking
Boys and girls in every town Sand man spread his sand around Now we are just waking up From a summer of drugs
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