We never knew, what to do
Last minute, so we’d make do
Lets wing it, we think its
A great idea to skate too

So when its time at my 9-5
I say goodbye and grab my ride
I skate while I check the time
Ill arrive on the expo line

And the sky turns purple
And the sky gets pink
And the distant clouds are sinking in
And I sit and stare and drink it in

My second year after school
The summer I had with you was cool

In los angeles
There’s The Smell
Its a venue named very well
And we skulk and swell in the alley ‘till
They let us cry to Nana Grizol

And in the bathroom of the smell
Amongst the scribbles and misspells
The ceramic sink that legends tell
Fell 'cus of your ass Michelle

And the sky turns purple
And the sky gets pink
And the distant clouds are sinking in
And I sit and stare and drink it in

My second year after school
The summer I had with you was cool

Santa Monica pier, its here
No work or career or rules to adhere to
Your skateboard steers so clear
Indy trucks down to the pier

And we skate and we skate
And we skate And we skate
Down the paths through the gate
Through the ocean through the wait
Through the muscle beach straights
Through the roller skate babes
And we skate and we skate
And we skate And we skate

Through the stars in the sky While the sun says goodbye
And closes its eyes
And its dark and its my
Favorite day and my favorite night
And my favorite way to spend time in the light
Of the moon as it wakes and yawns in our face as
we skate and we skate
And we skate And we skate

My second year after school
The summer I had with you was cool
My second year after school
The summer I had with you was cool

We skate and ate so much
We watched rock bands play gay songs and
Stuffed our face with noodles made of love
In la it’s never enough