Summertime Blues Lyrics by Flaming Lips, The

Summertime Blues Lyrics

    I'm gonna raise a fuss
    I'm gonna raise a holler
    About workin' all summer
    Just-a trying to earn a dollar
    Every time i call my baby
    And ask her to date
    My boss says "uh duh son you gotta work late"
    Sometimes i wonder
    What i'm-a gonna do
    But there ain't no cure
    For the summertime blues

    Well my mama papa told me
    "son, you gotta make some money"
    If you wanna use the car
    To go ridin' next sunday
    Well, i didn't go to work
    So my pa said i was sick
    "you can't use the car
    'cuz you didn't work a lick"
    Sometimes i wonder what l'm-a gonna do
    But there ain't no cure for the summertime blues

    I'm going to take your wish
    Gonna have a fine vacation
    L'm gonna take my problem
    Through the united nations
    Well i called my congressman
    And he said to woe
    "l'd like to help you son
    But you're too young to vote"
    Sometimes i wonder what l'm-a gonna do
    But there ain't no cure
    For the summertime blues


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