June:

June
Came upon us much too soon
Then was gone - Gone
Like the mountains of the moon
At dawn

Then the sun came up on a sleepy day
And never went down at night
And the crowd kept on singin waste away
But it just didnt feel right
And the prince and the drummer and the fire girls
Couldnt get our guitars in tune
And I knew it was over when the sound man said
"I wish we were still in June"

June
Telephones in private rooms
Hot bath - bathe
In the smell of the buzz' perfume
Man I want to go back

CHORUS

And I knew it couldnt be true
It wasnt free, it wasnt for me

Yeah, yeah, yeah etc.

June
Came upon us much too soon, then was gone

CHORUS

And we knew it couldnt be true