It's June and I'm still wearing my boots Come soon, back to New England With its outspread arms And lost charms I do understand New England. Brutal old witch You near had us this year Trapped us inside past the point Of all human behaviour We got out with our lives And also this A secret to take to the grave And a houseful of mad bliss It's June and I'm still wearing my boots Come soon, back to New England With its outspread arms And lost charms
I do understand New England. She's the law, She's around by above me She's like a bug in me She can read my mind That's the last time I lie She's like a bug in me Beautiful witch Going to seed Mother to us who just want to be Left alone in peace It's June and I'm still wearing my boots Come soon, back to New England With its outspread arms And lost charms Outspread arms and lost charms Outspread arms and lost charms