Summertime

This is how I pray in the summertime
This is how I pray in the summer
Got my glass of shandy now I feel fine
This is how I pray yeah

The more you say the more you pray
The less its getting you down
The more you pray the more you stay
The less its getting you down

Autumn time leaves falling all around
Winter time follows suit
Little bunnies freezing in the snow
Winters such an ugly brute

Mid-city blues getting you down
Take a break from the strain
Get out your car
Drink a glass of wine
Admit it you feel great
Its the summertime

This is how I play in the summertime
This is how I pray in the summer
Got my glass of shandy now I feel fine
This is how I pray yeah
This is how I pray in the summertime
This is how we play in the summer
Got my glass of shandy now I feel fine
This is how I pray yeah

And if your love had met its sad refrain
Believe me you will love again
And all the best laid plans
Of mice and men go wrong
You can hear it in this song

This is how I break for the summer time
This is how I play in the summer
Whats mine is yours
Yours is mine
This is how I pray yeah
Oh, yeah, yeah

You got the funky drummer in 89
This is how I play yeah
Oh, whoa

The Mondays the roses
Blocking all your noses
Wearing baggy clothes
And their buffalo poses
Bank tellers dropping little fellas
Loved up in the clubs with
Football thugs no malice
I dig your dreadlocks
Boozing off your socks
Big fish little fish cardboard box
So give me French-kiss
I love you Voodoo Ray
I dream of Santa Ana
On the road to Mandalay

In the summertime
Where the weather is hot
In the summertime
Where the weather is hot
On my mind, on my mind
In the summertime
Where the weather is hot
In the summertime
Summertime
When the weather is hot
In the summertime
On my mind
In the summertime
On my mind

I got shivers down my spine
On my mind
Happiness is surface light
On my mind
On my mind

This is "T" to the mother fking "Ofty"
What's you're problem

Don't kick my dog
Don't beep at me
Why you mug me off in my car
Why you disrespecting my bra
Theres a in you're mouth
A on parade
Do not have kids
Don't want s to be made

Why you disrespecting my bra
Whyd you pi*s me off in first class
I'm not sitting here to be treated like a
Bumba Clart kin' Raas Clart
Where's the Chorus

Isn't it lovely
That we can still be good friends
They say you've gone off me
Dont be so sloppy baby
Isn't it lovely
That we can still be good friends
I know you still want me,
Cos I'm so lovely baby

If you diss me you'll sell copy
What do you expect
Radiohead
This is pop
Size tens
Break you're shins
My security are a vicious crew
They'll kick fk out of you
Only if I ask them to
But they'll kick fk out of you
You're going home in a Staffordshire Ambulance

I wasn't looking at ya' bird
She was looking at me
Who do I think I am
Who the fk are you
You must have me confused
With someone who gives a s**t
I've found the of the year
And you are fking it

Where's the chorus no chorus

Isn't it lovely
That we can still be good friends
They say you've gone off me
Dont be so sloppy baby
Isn't it lovely
That we can still be good friends
I know you still want me
Cos I'm so lovely baby

I've got a bucket of s**t oh yeah
I've got a bucket of s**t
I've got a bucket of s**t oh yeah
I've got a bucket of s**t
Not horse s**t, cow s**t dog s**t no, real s**t
I've got a bucket of s**t oh yeah
I've got a bucket of s**t
Ive got a bucket of s**t oh yeah
Ive got a bucket of s**t
Not dog s**t, cow s**t horse s**t no, real s**t

Whyd you cut me up in my car
Why do you say bad things bout my bra
I've got nothing for you
Go to bed
Don't wake up
Who gives a fk
No one gives a fk about you
Cos you're a true
See your mate over there in the corner
Hes a too like you

Isn't it lovely
That we can still be good friends
They say you've gone off me
Dont be so sloppy baby
Isn't it lovely
That we can still be good friends
I know you still want me
Cos I'm so lovely baby