Summer of Our Discontent

Summer of Our Discontent - Sugar Candy Mountain

Oh I really hate this place

She said putting

On her makeup by

The unmade bed

Mascara for the lonely want

Call our waitress honey

Then they tip with ones

The summer of our discontent

Every dollar earned

Was already spent

Bitter sweat and circumstance

Layaway dreams

Choked on first breath

A little bit of suffering's

Just what you need

To sweeten things

Remind you of

Whats good and pure

A little suffering might cure ya