Summer Of Hate

Hell it＇s hot, hot as hell, but the sun couldn＇t compare to the heat

We felt. Couldn＇t hold a home, barely hold a friend. Gaining a lil＇

Just to turn around and lose it again. Oh well, it＇s rocks through a

Window on a Friday night. Rocks up your nose helping me see the night.

Get up to get down, to go geek and get up and go out again. No room

For love. I said none. When you＇re born with such violent traits...

Summer of hate. Summer of Hate, it was the summer of hate, you＇re much

Too late, much too hot to find somethin＇ to love. Just getting bored,

Bored of normal life. Never gonna＇ leave quiet, always leave with a

Fight. Beatin＇ down boys, spittin＇ on girls, strength in numbers was

Usually the easiest way... summer of hate. Gotta＇ big black van, with

All the seats taken out. Gotta＇ few good men, now it＇s time to go

Out. I really don＇t think you understand it＇s Friday night. we＇re gonna

Ride tonight. where were you at in the...