Midsummer

When Pan plays his golden flute
When the Satyrs prance
Give a holler and a hoot
Join us in the drunken dance

When the Satyrs prance
From out the trees and ‘cross the moon
Join us in the drunken dance
Swing and swoon to the beating tune

From out the trees and ‘cross the moon
Round and round the roaring fire
Swing and swoon to the beating tune
Heartbeat drumming with desire

Round and round the roaring fire
From sunset to the dawn of day
Heartbeat drumming with desire
We must dance the night away

From sunset to the dawn of day
Give a holler and a hoot
We must dance the night away
When Pan plays his golden flute

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