The wild and its teenage kings
Hanging high, blowing rings
We raised our skeleton flags
We passed rebellion 'round in bags
They don't know where we are
Green ashes cover the hills
And shadow forbidden thrills
You stood facing the trains
You climbed the granite in the rain
I learned the art of war
We have entered the helter skelter
Summer, summer, summer, summer
They don't know where we are
They don't know where we are
They don't know where we are
They don't know where we are
Some crimes you can never repeat
All we had was burned to memory
The turns you negotiate
The faster the times, the louder the mistakes
We don't know where we are
Your laughter, your gaze
They way your glasses touched your face
Some images don't fade
It's the end of the helter skelter
Summer, summer, summer, summer
We don't know where we are
We don't know where we are
We don't know where we are
We don't know where we are
I awoke in the night in an Indian heat
Temperatures high from a Providence dream
I swear I saw you out on the street
Where the lavender lights and the sidewalk meet
This heavy-metal re-envisioning of Pink Floyd's magnum opus features contributions from the Melvins, Pallbearer, ASG, and many more. Bandcamp New & Notable Nov 8, 2018