The Young Knives - Weekends And Bleak Days (Hot Summer) lyrics

Hot summer, what a bummer Me oh my, think I'm going to, Pull a sicky, do runner, Talk talking to my leader SUMMER FEVER, WHAT A BLEEDER Free and easy, easily free-er Live for the reason, the reason is sure to amaze Hold out for weekends and bleak days of illness and pain Hot summer hot, hot summer Hot summer hot, hot summer What I feel it's not important, its not important, it's not important, This... is... the... end... of... the... summer Hot summer hot, hot summer Hot summer hot, hot summer Not sure but it might be: Hot summer hot, hot summer Hot summer hot, hot summer Live for the reason, the reason is sure to amaze SACCHARIN [JOLLIES?]and other such terrible ways You live for the evening coz it's the best part of the day Hold out for weekends and bleak days of illness and... TODAY I WOKE UP ON MY OWN I looked into myself and all I could see was a... maaaaaan Hot summer hot, hot summer Hot summer hot, hot summer What I feel it's not important, its not important, it's not important...