David`s Last Summer lyrics

Artist  : Pulp 
Song : David`s Last Summer



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We made our way slowly down the path that led to
the stream,
swaying slightly,
drunk on the
sun, I suppose.
It was a real summer's
day.
The air humming with heat whilst the
trees beckoned us into their cool green
shade.
And when we reached the stream I put a
bottle of cider into the water to chill,
both
of us knowing that we'd drink it long before it
had the chance.

This is where you want to
be,
there's nothing else but you and
her,
and how you spend your
time.

Walking to parties whilst it's still
light outside.
Peter was upset at first but now
he's in the garden talking to somebody
Polish.
Why don't we set up a tent and spend
the night out there?
And we can pretend that
we're somewhere foreign,
but we'll still be
able to use the fridge if we get hungry, or too
hot.

This is where you want to
be,
there's nothing else but you and
her,
and how you use your time.

We went
driving.

This is where you want to
be,
there's nothing else but you and
her,
and how you use your time.

The
room smells faintly of sun tan lotion
in the
evening sunlight and when you take off your
clothes,
you're still wearing a small pale
skin bikini.
The sound of children playing in
the park comes from faraway,
and time slows
down to the speed of the specks of
dust
floating in the light from the
window.
Summer leaves fall from Summer
trees.
Summer grazes fade on Summer
knees.
Summer nights are slowly getting
long.
Summer's going so hurry soon it'll be
gone.
So we went out to the park at midnight
one last time.
Past the abandoned glasshouse
stuffed full of dying palms.
Past the
bandstand down to the boating lake.
And we
swam in the moonlight for what seemed like
hours,
until we couldn't swim anymore.
And
as we came out of the water we sensed a certain
movement in the air,
and we both shivered
slightly and ran to collect our clothes.
And
as we walked home we could hear the leaves
curling and turning
brown on the trees,
and
the birds deciding where to go for Winter.
And
the whole sound,
the whole sound of Summer
packing it's bags and preparing to leave
town.
Oh but I want you to stay.
Oh please
stay for a while,
oh I want you to stay,
oh
I want you to stay.