Summer Days - Tzu

Yeah c’mon c’mon bring that beat back

You see the summer days feel fat

I’m feeling kinda nice just like that

I kick back in the shade and I do it all day

Hey

Summer days lying back in the shade

A cool drink of lemonade doing nothing all day (Ahuh)

Summer days and the yummy displays

Mangos, nectarines, apricots and grapes (Ahuh)

Summer days and I get blazed

Roling up big J’s sparking up them flames (Ahuh)

Summer days and the boring go games

And the long hot nights that make you wanna misbehave

It’s too hot, slip slop slap the sun block

The sound track to summer is deep dubbed and hip hop.

And crank the boom box while we belly flop in rivers

With some Coopers Pale Ale to exercise the livers

People assemble in the watery spots and

Get drunk in disorderly lots

And do nought coz it’s awfully hot

And keep the party constant, Jay, What you reckon?

Summer days we chase a cool embrace and drift

And let the world exist with no stress we chill

A cool drink distilled and a sausage on the grill

If you can’t get with that then you know that we will

Feel, a cool northerly blowing the farside flowing

Bumping in your car speakers with loud frequencies

And food eaters my man we make it seasonal

The food unregional for thirst unquenchable

Yes!

(Ahuh)

Summer days lying back in the shade

A cool drink of lemonade doing nothing all day (Ahuh)

Summer days and the yummy displays

Mangos, nectarines, apricots and grapes (Ahuh)

Summer days and I get blazed

Roling up big J’s sparking up them flames (Ahuh)

Summer days and the boring go games

And the long hot nights that make you wanna misbehave

Well it’s the hot day anthems ringing in your ears

And we’ve been waiting so long for clouds to clear

So jump in the car and we turn up the beats

And we rock to the river and bounce to the beach

And sweet, sweat drip drop like rain

Like when love gets made into the middle of the day

Sticky icky, I live in the inner of Melbourne city

My budget for the week barely a dollar fifty

Heat waves wriggle of the bitumen

To pre-eighties reggae, to which we’re listening

The city is an oven cook me like lasagne

I sink a few beers and pray for rain and thunder

But nothing refresh like a summer thunderstorm

The sky line confined by the cloud form

We sleep but naked and leave the fan on

Camped on futons, summer nights are long

(Summer nights are long) (8 times)

Bumping in your car speakers

With loud frequencies and

Food eaters my man we make it seasonal

The food unregional, for thirst unquenchable

Yes!

(Ahuh)

Summer days lying back in the shade

A cool drink of lemonade doing nothing all day (Ahuh)

Summer days and the yummy displays

Mangos, nectarines, apricots and grapes (Ahuh)

Summer days and I get blazed

Roling up big J’s sparking up them flames (Ahuh)

Summer days and the boring go games

And the long hot nights that make you wanna misbehave