Church bells ring
Are you listening
In the lane
Mud is glistening
A terrible sight
we're real sad tonight
Dying in a summer stinkyland


Gone away is the bluebird
Here to stay is a dead bird
He really reeks
As we take some peeks
Dying in a summer stinkyland

In the gutter we can build a mudman
Then pretend that he is Carson Browne
He'll say: Are you married?
We'll say: No man
But you can kick us
In the damn gnards

Later on
We'll perspire
As we sleep and catch fire
To face unafraid
The plans that we've made
Dying in a summer stinkyland

In the gutter we can build a mudman
And pretend that he's a big split mass
We'll have lots of angst with mister mudman
Until the the other kids kick his fucking ass

When it rains
Ain't it thrilling
Though your nose gets a...ah...ACHOO!!!
We'll writhe like snakes
The retard way
Dying in a summer stinkyland

Dying in a summer stinkyland
Dying in a summer stinkyland