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The Young Knives – Weekends And Bleakdays lyrics
Hot summer what, a bummer Me
oh my think, I'm going to Pull,
a sicky do, runner Talk,
talking to my leader SUMMER
FEVER WHAT, A BLEEDER Free
and easy easily, free-er 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 Hot
summer hot hot, summer What
I feel it's not important its, not important it's, not important This,
is… the… end… of… the… summer… Hot
summer hot hot, summer Hot
summer hot hot, summer Not
sure but it might be Hot:
summer hot hot, summer Hot
summer hot hot, summer Live
for the reason the, reason is sure to amaze SACCHARIN
[JOLLIES ]and?other such terrible ways You
live for the evening coz it's the best part of the day Hold
out for weekends and bleak days of illness and TODAY…
I WOKE UP ON MY OWN I
looked into myself and all I could see was a maaaaaan… Hot
summer hot hot, summer Hot
summer hot hot, summer What
I feel it's not important its, not important it's, not important
oh my think, I'm going to Pull,
a sicky do, runner Talk,
talking to my leader SUMMER
FEVER WHAT, A BLEEDER Free
and easy easily, free-er 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 Hot
summer hot hot, summer What
I feel it's not important its, not important it's, not important This,
is… the… end… of… the… summer… Hot
summer hot hot, summer Hot
summer hot hot, summer Not
sure but it might be Hot:
summer hot hot, summer Hot
summer hot hot, summer Live
for the reason the, reason is sure to amaze SACCHARIN
[JOLLIES ]and?other such terrible ways You
live for the evening coz it's the best part of the day Hold
out for weekends and bleak days of illness and TODAY…
I WOKE UP ON MY OWN I
looked into myself and all I could see was a maaaaaan… Hot
summer hot hot, summer Hot
summer hot hot, summer What
I feel it's not important its, not important it's, not important
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