Anti-Summersong - The Decemberists

Here now, long gone

Three freaks and a bed are gone

Went to the river but the river got dry

And all the good people were hanging around

Too little, too late

Everybody gotta medicate

Through the winter when the winter comes down

And all the city comes to hanging ground

I’m not going on Just to sing another summer song

So long, farewell

Don’t everybody follow over themselves

I’m not (he's not) going on (going on)

Just to sing another summer song

So long (see ya later), farewell

Don’t everybody follow over themselves

I’m not going on Just to sing another suicide singalong song

So long (see ya later), farewell

Don’t everybody follow over themselves

So, don’t everybody follow over themselves

Don’t everybody follow over themselves