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Dog Days Of August

© 2017 Leo Troy

One hot summer, when the tanks rolled in
I fell in love, I didn’t hear it begin
And you know as well as I, you know as well as I, someone here is going to die

Running through the garden, rumbling down the street
We made cocktails in the basement, and it turned up the heat
And down along the barbed wire, the sirens rang high, it was late and we were tangled in love

Oh, dog days of August
Oh, dog days of August
It was the summer of the revolution

Gun shots in the warm wind, what were they up to
Thunder in the distance, the likes that we never knew
And down along the barbed wire, the sirens rang high, it was late and we were tangled in love

Dog days of August, we’re rolling around on our stomachs, laughing, kissing, throwing rocks
If they don’t get us smoking, they’ll get us filling bottles with gasoline, old rags and lighting up
It was the summer of the revolution

One hot summer when the tanks rolled in, I fell in love, I didn’t hear it begin
One hot summer when the tanks rolled in, I fell in love, I didn’t hear it begin
You know as well as I, you know as well as I
You know as well as I, you know as well as I
You know as well as I, you know as well as I, someone here is going to die

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