A smile won't fade once it's in the memory  All the jacks and dames   A delightful infantry   Pass me the kraken and I'll sink the lot for you   But who are we to know   On our way to different blues    And I hope that when   The summertime comes again  I can still see those graceful   People that partied when   We stayed blazed out our brains   In the Junk House   Mmmm In the Junk House    **** knows what we're running from   Get up to get old and chase shots  Just to try out run the gun   I poured my heart into every ballad sung  In the Junk House   In the Junk House   But I hope that when   The summertime comes again I can still see those graceful   People that partied when   We stayed blazed out our brains   In the Junk House   Mmmm Ooh  I hope they don't go    Away, away, away, away, away  Away, away, away, away, away  Away, away, away, away, away  Away Hmm   And I hope that when   The summertime comes again I can still see those graceful   People that partied when