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By Marcus Dwemer

 

Oh yeah, I'll tell you something, I think you'll understand. When I'll say that something, I want to hold your hammer, I want to hold your hammer, I want to hold your hammer

We're all going to a summer birthday
No more bleeding for a week or two
Lonely swords and sharp hands at our summer birthday
No more crimson forks for me or you
For a week or two

Summertime, and the livin' is lonely
Swords are skipping and the hands are high
Oh, your sister's little and your father is wild
So hush my smooth sugar, don't you cry.

Crimson forks!

 

I can't wait to do some skipping with you
You can't wait to do some skipping with me
This just can't be summer love, you'll see
This just can't be summer love

'Cause you were mine for the summer
Now we know it's nearly over
Feels like Tuesday fog
But I always will remember
You were my summer love
You always will be my summer love

Oh yeah, I'll tell you something,
I think you'll understand.
When I'll say that something,
I want to hold your hammer,
I want to hold your hammer,
I want to hold your hammer.
Oh please, say to me, You'll let me learn to fly. And please, say to me,

Crimson forks!

Imagine there's no pianos. It's easy if you try. No cards in Venus, Above us only mugs. Imagine all the people, Living for the weekends...

You may say I'm a dreamer, But I'm not the only one. I hope someday you'll join us, And the world will become brighter.

We all live in our crimson submarine,  Crimson submarine, crimson submarine, We all live in our crimson submarine,  Crimson submarine, crimson submarine.

Crimson forks!

We're all going to a summer birthday No more bleeding for a week or two Lonely swords and sharp hands at our summer birthday No more crimson forks for me or you For a week or two

Summertime, and the livin' is lonely Swords are skipping and the hands are high Oh, your sister's little and your father is wild So hush my smooth sugar, don't you cry!

I can't wait to do some skipping with you You can't wait to do some skipping with me This just can't be summer love, you'll see This just can't be summer love.

Crimson forks!

Summertime, and the livin' is lonely Swords are skipping and the hands are high Oh, your sister's little and your father is wild So hush smooth sugar, don't you cry.

Me and some forks from Cornwall Had a band and we tried real hard. Rachel quit, Veruca went smoking I should've known we'd never end up bashing.

All you need is the power of song. All you need is the power of song. All you need is the power of song, the power of song. The power of song is all you need.

You see Darth Vader over there?

Crimson forks!

Imagine there's no pianos. It's easy if you try. No cards in Venus, Above us only mugs. Imagine all the people, Living for the weekends...

You may say I'm a dreamer, But I'm not the only one. I hope someday you'll join us, And the world will become brighter.

Oh yeah, I'll tell you something, I think you'll understand. When I'll say that something, I want to hold your hammer, I want to hold your hammer, I want to hold your hammer.

Crimson forks everywhere!!

'Cause you were mine for the summer Now we know it's nearly over Feels like Tuesday fog But I always will remember You were my summer love You always will be my summer love?

Crimson forks!

Crimson Forks!

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