Clem Snide All Green I buried our love in the back yard Until it thaws we could play cards 'Cause I know that it's hard when it's dark and cold And all that you feel is yourself getting old But summer will come with Al Green and sweetened ice tea Summer will come and be all green with the sweetness of thee So feed me a kiss chapped lips and all And I'll bring back the tape of an empire's fall I'll tie a string around my finger so I don't forget Not to get so tied up to the things that I regret