My sister got bit by a copperhead snake
In the woods behind the house
Nobody was home so I grabbed her foot
And I sucked that poison out

My sister got better in a month or two
When the swelling it went down
But Id started off my teenage years with a poison in my mouth

And we were too young to be hippies
Missed out on the love
Turned to a teen in the late 70s
In the summer of the drugs

Mama and daddy could never understand, their life was never dull
Their idea of a rollicking time was a kitchen tap appall
Acid grass downs and speed, junk those days were made of
How could they suspect those kids where the monsters meet their makers

Mommies and daddies were too shy to talk about those birds and bees
Integrated schools had stopped the facts of life were these
Girls and boys went away and came back, empty after the weekend
The talk on the phone consisted of hushed voices speaking

Boys and girls in every town
Sand man spread his sand around
Now we are just waking up
From a summer of drugs