Chuck Darwin & The Knuckle Draggers

Lyrics

All the pretty girls eating Roquefort cheese
Lavender honey and philosophies
They thumb their nose, they say their prayers
They pay their tabs, and get right out of there

I loved a woman, but not her father
I was never bothered, she was well-inclined
So we shared a drink, or maybe nine
Soaked up the last of our summer wine

This drop will live
It will live forever
So let us never
Be born or die
I’ve been a scoundrel, you’ve been a wastrel
So it goes, the last of the summer wine
(drink it up, the last of the summer wine)