Summertime Blues — текст песни (The Who)

I`m a gonna raise a fuss

I`m a gonna raise a holler

about a workin` all summer
just to try to earn a dollar

ev`ry time I call my Baby

try to get a date

my Boss says
No dice, Son,you gotta work late
.

Sometimes I wonder what I`m a gonna do

but there ain`t no cure for the Summertime Blues.

A well my Mom `n` Papa told me

Son, you gotta make some money,if you wantta use the carto go a ridin` next Sunday,
well
I didn`t go to work
told the Boss I was sick
Now you can`t use the car,`cause you didn`t work a lick.

(I`m gonna) take two weeks
gonna have a fine vacation
I`m gonna take my problem
to the United Nations !
Well
I called my Congressmen
and he quote
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.