Golden days (live)

I found a pile of Polaroids in the crates of a record shop
They were sexy, sexy looking back from a night that time forgot
(Ooh-oh) Boy, he was something, debonair in 1979
And she had Farrah Fawcett hair, carafes of blood red wine

In the summertime
In the summertime

Oh, dont you wonder when the light begins to fade?
And the clock just makes the colors turn to grey
Forever younger, growing older just the same
All the memories that we make will never change
Well stay drunk, well stay tan, let the love remain
And I swear that Ill always paint you

Golden days
Golden days
Golden days
Golden days

I bet they met some diplomats on Bianca Jaggers new yacht
With their caviar and dead cigars, the air was sauna hot
I bet they never even thought about the glitter dancing on the skin
The decades mightve washed it out as the flashes popped like pins

In the summertime
In the summertime

Oh, dont you wonder when the light begins to fade?
And the clock just makes the colors turn to grey
Forever younger, growing older just the same
All the memories that we make will never change
Well stay drunk, well stay tan, let the love remain
And I swear that Ill always paint you

Golden days
Golden days
Golden days
Golden days

Time can never break your heart, but itll take the pain away
Right now our futures certain, I wont let it fade away

Golden days
Golden days
Golden days
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