Future Bible Heroes - Real Summer lyrics

I loll on the porch swing Tall mint julep in hand Listening to the beach boys - why don't they understand? This is not what I call summer Summer it's infinitely less than We get one real summer Only one in our time Full of wine and wonder - you were mine We get one real summer Ridiculous and sublime Before we go under - you were mine I may drive my woody Down to sandcastle beach With my brave new boyfriend But love is out of reach Who lives in these crumbling castles? Summer's promise honored in the breach So lost without you Haven't a clue what to do Octagons fall from the sun As we run through the gra** Let weathermen blether This forecast is o'ercast And the beach boys? Hell, they might as well play "winter wonderland" Summer, my a**