Ghost of 1988

Smack talking, crack walking track knocking Pyro setting Drama getting Sun setting Down by the docks Flocks of Hawks Dance on rocks Crazy, snazzy bustin locks Boats shakin Waves breakin Bodies quakin Another summer makin Beach nights Hot rights Drunken fights Lost sights Neon tights Ocean and sand Water and land Patios and band Drinks in hand It's 1988 We stay out too late Party? Can't wait Leather and pastels Flock of Seagulls Haispray and gels Midnight Ssshhhh don't tell Time to go Don't say no Time goes on They'll know we are gone Curfews and rules Churches and schools Hurry get home. Try. We had a ride back. Who was that guy? We will be caught. Grounded. Must lie. We made it. There's still 26 days left of July.