Do the Lovers Still Meet at the Chiang Kai-Shek Memorial? - The Van Pelt

Where’s that San Miguel when you need one?

Where’s the empty dance floor?

We own those Tuesday nights

I raise my glass for a cheer

This time only tears came out

But you know what I think

About the jealous mystiques

Seeing you and they killed long ago

I’m in

I’m the sleepover pal you never had

I’m in

Don’t let this year and all its cycles get you down

Where are those suburban nights?

We want a raft to fit us both just right

Where are those weekend trips?

In the van it was bound to fight

Stars forgot our deal

On the east side we made it clear

And the clouds got in the way that night

Tonight it’s coming out

It took one beer to throw these scars out

Tonight I’m coming down

From the nights under the general’s house