Downtown in the shade
Staring at the sunshine in my face
Telling me [bad word] and [bad word] and play
I'm telling you the sun never goes away
And all i do is talk, talk, talk all day
I'm laughing my life away
I'm staring at the sun again
Till everything's fading
 [bad word] ]
It's like a swollen summer
What if I'm getting dumber?
What if I'm in denial?
What if [bad word] and cop my style?

Downtown in the clear
All I know is nothing ever changes here
And I know there's no excuse and no defense
But my summertime never ends.

It's like a swollen summer
What if I'm getting dumber?
What if I'm in denial?
What if [bad word] and cop my style?

It's like a swollen summer
What if I'm getting dumber?
What if I'm in denial?
What if [bad word] and cop my style?

Swollen summer
Swollen summer
Swollen summer
Swollen summer.