Tv On The Radio

Beverly Hills, burning of plastic
Scraped it away, I do, I may
For the summer
For the summer
Here goes your man, dances the hourly
Cape land to colors rolling through the valley
For the summer
For the summer
Hold tight, horizon minds
It's writing its name in the sky
It's paradise
We fade away into the night
Beverly Hills, nuclear winter
What should we wear and who's for dinner?
In the summer