Indian Summer

Ultraviolet rays are washing over all the boys and girls
As their moms lay tanning by the pool
Oh look their dad's arriving home
All the children hug his neck
Unaware of their inheritance
All of the experts say you ought to start them young
That way they'll naturally love the taste of corporate cum

God bless the Indian summer

Don't you just love the sun?
Doesn't it make you feel good all over?
It's my pleasure to announce
In conjuction with the feds
And my recent popularity
Thanks in part to Mother Nature
It will never rain again
It should do wonders for the GNP
If you're just joining us now, you've missed a brilliant speech
We go now live to the street to find out what the voters think
He's worked a miracle
I just now bought a brand new car

God bless the Indian summer



Credits
Writer(s): Lou Christie, Twyla Herbert
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