Summer
XTC Lyrics


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Drowning here in summer's cauldron
Under mats of flower lava
Please don't pull me out this is how I would want to go
Breathing in the boiling butter
Fruit of sweating golden Inca
Please don't heed my shout
I'll relax in the undertow
When Miss Moon lays down
And Sir Sun stands up
Me I'm found floating round and round
Like a bug in brandy
In this big bronze cup
Drowning here in summer's cauldron

Trees are dancing drunk with nectar
Grass is waving underwater
Please don't pull me out this is how I would want to go
Insect bomber Buddhist droning
Copper chord of August's organ
Please don't heed my shout
I'll relax in the undertow

When Miss Moon lays down
In her hilltop bed
And Sir Sun stands up
Raise his regal head
Me I'm found floating round and round
Like a bug in brandy




In this big bronze cup
Drowning here in summer's cauldron

Overall Meaning

The lyrics of XTC's song Summer's Cauldron describe a dream-like experience of being immersed in the sensory overload of summer. The opening lines "Drowning here in summer's cauldron, under mats of flower lava" suggest an overwhelming sensation, as if the singer is being engulfed in a bubbling, floral landscape. The following lines, "Please don't pull me out, this is how I would want to go, breathing in the boiling butter, fruit of sweating golden Inca" imply a willingness to drown, a desire to fully experience this overwhelming sensation.


The second verse adds to this surreal imagery, with the lines "Trees are dancing drunk with nectar, grass is waving underwater". Again, the singer seems to be overwhelmed by the sensory experience of summer. The lines "Please don't pull me out, this is how I would want to go, insect bomber Buddhist droning, copper chord of August's organ" suggest a meditative state, where the singer is willingly letting themselves be absorbed by the intensity of the moment.


The chorus offers a contrast to the chaotic imagery of the verses, with the lines "When Miss Moon lays down, and Sir Sun stands up, me I'm found floating round and round, like a bug in brandy, in this big bronze cup". The image of the bug in brandy suggests preservation and stillness, a moment frozen in time. The song seems to be exploring the tension between wanting to fully experience the overwhelming sensations of summer and the desire to preserve those moments in a timeless, timeless way.


Line by Line Meaning

Drowning here in summer's cauldron
Feeling overwhelmed by the intense heat and abundance of nature during the summer season.


Under mats of flower lava
Surrounded by the blooming flowers, which seem to be like molten lava due to their sheer quantity.


Please don't pull me out this is how I would want to go
Preferring to stay immersed in the summer vibes and not wanting to be rescued from it.


Breathing in the boiling butter
Taking in the thick, heavy air that feels like boiling butter due to the extreme heat.


Fruit of sweating golden Inca
Referring to the abundance of fruit during summer, with the name 'Inca' implying a sense of exoticism and richness.


Please don't heed my shout
Requesting to be left alone to enjoy the summer experience.


I'll relax in the undertow
Planning to relax and let oneself be carried away by the flow of summer, like an undertow in the water.


When Miss Moon lays down
Referring to the moon setting, which marks the end of the night and the beginning of dawn.


And Sir Sun stands up
Referring to the sun rising, which marks the beginning of a new day.


Me I'm found floating round and round
Feeling lost and directionless in the midst of the summer season.


Like a bug in brandy
Feeling trapped and drowned in the sheer amount of summer heat, like an insect in a bottle of brandy.


In this big bronze cup
Referring to the vastness and all-encompassing nature of the summer season.


Trees are dancing drunk with nectar
Describing the trees as full with nectar, making them seem as if they are dancing in a drunken state.


Grass is waving underwater
Describing the grass as bending and swaying under the waves of heat.


Insect bomber Buddhist droning
Describing the loud, buzzing sound of insects during summer as a form of meditation or prayer.


Copper chord of August's organ
Describing the sound of August as a copper chord played on an instrument like an organ.




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Written by: ANDY PARTRIDGE

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