The Young Knives

The Young Knives - Weekends And Bleak Days (Hot Summer) lyrics

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Hot summer

What a Bummer

Me oh my

Think I'm going to

Pull a sicky

Do a runner


Tough talking

To my leader

Summer fever

What a bleeder

Free and easy

Easily freer


Live for the reason

The reason is sure to amaze

Hold out for Weekends and Bleak days of illness and pain


Hot summer, hot, hot summer (x2)

What I feel

It's not important

It's not important

It's not important

This is the end of the summer


Hot summer, hot, hot summer (x4)


Live for the reason

The reason is sure to amaze

Saccharine jollies and other such terrible ways

You live for the evening because it's the best part of the day

And hold out for weekends and bleak days of illness

And the day I woke up on my own

I looked into myself

And all I could see was a man


Hot summer, hot, hot summer (x2)

What I feel

It's not important

It's not important

It's not important
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