This Aint The Summer of Love — текст песни (blue oyster cult)

Feeling easy on the outside

But not so funny on the inside

Feel the sound, pray for rain

For this is the night we ride



This aint the garden of eden

There aint no angels above

And things aint like what they used to be

And this aint the summer of love



Lock all your doors from the outside

The key will dangle by the inside

You may begin to understand

That this is the night we ride



This aint the garden of eden

There aint no angels above

And things aint like what they used to be

And this aint the summer of love



On the night we ride...this aint the summer of love.



This aint the garden of eden

There aint no angels above

And things aint like what they used to be

And this aint the summer of love

This aint the summer, this aint, this aint

This aint the summer of love