Summertime Blues (T. Rex 1970)

Текст песни T. Rex and Marc Bolan - Summertime Blues (T. Rex 1970)

One, two, three, four

And I'm gonna raise a fuss, I'm gonna raise a holler
About a workin' all summer just to try to earn a dollar
Well, I tried to call my baby, tried to get a date
My boss says, "No dice kid, 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 mom and pop told me, "Son, you gotta make some money
If you want to use the car to go ridin' next Sunday"
Well, I didn't go to work, told the boss I was sick
"You can't use the car 'cause you didn't work a lick"

Sometimes I wonder what I'm gonna do
But there ain't no cure for the summertime blues

I'm gonna take two weeks, I'm gonna have a fine vacation, oh yeah
I'm gonna take my problem to the United Nations
Well, I called my congressman and he said quote
He said, "I'd like to help you, son, but you're too young to vote"

Sometimes I wonder what I'm a gonna do
But there ain't no cure for the summertime blues, ow!