This Ain't the Summer of Love

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