Summer of ’75

I remember the summer of '75
I was your husband
And I was your wife
We lived in a tent made of parsley and sage
And we looked at each other and smiled

I played the drums
Whilst I played the flute
Crash-bang-wallop
And a root-to-toot-toot
With thousands of turnips never asking why
In the summer of '75

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Oh, reflections of you in the waterfall
Cascading through my mind
Oh, reflections of you
Still waters run deep
In the summer of '75

My eyes were blue
While my eyes were black
I spoke to church warden
While I smoked some crack
You murdered my wife and then buried her alive!
In the summer of '75

I held your hand while you had a wee
Swish went the urine up against the tree
You shook your penis and where the droplets lay
Good beautiful woodland glade

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We slept in an orchard on a tapestry rug
And drank fine mead from an old Saxon jug
We gazed in wonder as Frampton came alive
In the summer of '75

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In the summer of '75
In the summer of '75
In the summer of '75
In the summer of '75
N-yah!