SUMMER HAS A PLACE FOR THEM

SEND YOUR CHILDREN TO PLAY IN THE ELECTROMAGNETIC FIELDS
SUMMER HAS A PLACE FOR THEM UNDER ULTRAVIOLET EYES
HIDE AND SEEK WITH RADIATION
BUILDING FORTS HIGH IN THE POWER LINES
WRITING THEIR NAMES IN THE MELTED BLACK TAR STREETS
NO MATTER HOW DESOLATE THE FUTURE
MARCHING WITH DEDICATION TO PLAY
LIKE TINY ANTS WITH DEDICATION TO WORK
ALL AT THE MERCY OF THE IMAGINARY GODS OF THEIR PARENTS
AS NAIVE AS CHILDREN, BUT INFINITELY CRUEL
HOLDING MAGNIFYING GLASSES BENEATH OZONE HOLES
BURNING AWAY THEIR YOUTH IN SICK PLEASURE
UNTIL AT SUMMERS END
FROM WITHIN THE PEELING RED SKIN
YOUR CHILDREN WILL IMMERGE
CHILDREN NO MORE
THEIR PLAYFUL INNOCENTS WILL BE DEAD
THEY WILL TAKE THEIR PLACE WITH THE WORKING ANTS
AND FALL VICTIM TO THE CANCER THAT IS EVERYDAY LIVING
EVERYDAY DYING
ALWAYS DREAMING OF BETTER SUMMERS PAST