The Flaming Lips - Summertime Blues lyrics

I'm gonna raise a fuss I'm gonna raise a holler About workin' all summer Just-a trying to earn a dollar Every time I call my baby And ask her to date My boss says "Uh duh son you gotta work late" Sometimes I wonder What I'm-a gonna do But there ain't no cure For the summertime blues Well my mama papa told me "Son, you gotta make some money" If you wanna use the car To go ridin' next Sunday Well, I didn't go to work So my pa said I was sick "You can't use the car 'Cuz you didn't work a lick" Sometimes I wonder what l'm-a gonna do But there ain't no cure for the summertime blues I'm going to take your wish Gonna have a fine vacation L'm gonna take my problem Through the United Nations Well I called my congressman And he said to woe "l'd like to help you son But you're too young to vote" Sometimes I wonder what l'm-a gonna do But there ain't no cure For the summertime blues