Sister got bit by a copperhead snake in the woods behind the house
Nobody was home so I grabbed her foot and sucked that poison out
Sister got better in a month or so when the swelling it went down
And I’d started off my teenage years with poison in my mouth
We were too young to be hippies
Missed out on the love
Learned from the teens of the late-70s in the summer of the drugs
Mama and daddy could never understand that life was never dull
Their idea of a rollicking time was a kitchen taffy pull
Acid, grass, downs and speed, junk those days were made of
How could they suspect those kids were monsters beneath their makeup
We were too young to be hippies
Missed out on the love
Learned from the teens of the late-70s in the summer of the drugs
To boys and girls in every town
The sandman spread his sand around
Now we are just waking up from the summer of drugs
Mamas and daddies’ too shy to talk about those birds and bees
The integrated schools had stopped, the facts of life were these
Girls and boys went away, came back empty after a weekend
And talk on telephones consisted of hushed voices speaking
