monte chingolo

Oh it's a hot hot summer In Monte Chingolo City The girls and boys outside Trying to have some fun There's not much to do Well, maybe catch some roaches When they come out The very very dirty underground Around Oh man, you should know better There's no better place to be It's your mom and dad, and your dog And the countless hours Playing marbles at the Alumni's yard And it's also the roughness of the night Loving rain despite the roof leaks And it's the natural wit, and The canvas pools on the pavements! Well, I don't know You wouldn't call 'em pavements I guess but Well it's a sad sad summer In this deities-forgotten city And the flailings of the drowning men Have arrived to my den There isn't much for me to do to help I wish I could stay my dear But I must set sail And I'm soon away Chau!