Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Summer Job, artist - Art Brut. Song language: English
Summer Job |
| Double shifts and early starts |
| I spent the morning hiding in the carpark |
| Oh yeah, I’m so laissez-faire |
| Sometimes I’m not even there |
| If you want me sober and straight |
| I’m afraid I’m gonna be a little bit late |
| Get another job |
| Get another job |
| Just a summer job |
| Get another job |
| Get another job |
| Just a summer job |
| Fire me, give me the sack |
| Bare feet on warm tarmac |
| Fire me, give me the sack |
| Warm feet on bare tarmac |
| Every night and all weekend |
| Can’t remember the last time I saw my friends |
| Don’t think I can take much more of this |
| In the stockroom, I feel like an anthropologist |
| I know exactly what to do |
| There’s just one cure for the summertime blues; |
| Get another job |
| Get another job |
| Just a summer job |
| Get another job |
| Get another job |
| Just a summer job |
| Fire me, give me the sack |
| Bare feet on warm tarmac |
| Fire me, give me the sack |
| Warm feet on bare tarmac |
| (Whoa! Whoa! Whoa! Whoa!) |
| Get another job |
| Get another job |
| Just a summer job |
| Get another job |
| Get another job |
| Just a summer job |
| Fire me, give me the sack |
| Bare feet on warm tarmac |
| Fire me, give me the sack |
| Bare feet on warm tarmac |
| I’m just beginning to come alive |
| So hand me my P45 |