Lyrics Summer Days - Tzu

Summer Days

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