Summertime blues
I hates the heat see
There’s all these people in the sea
See
That as you know was meant for me
For me
I hates them all with
Their BBQs and no Ps & Qs
Their cannabis fumes and
Their loud music
Oh youth you are such a prat
And I’ve had for too much of that
Be gone fine summer high and mighty
Leave the sea my mighty Blighty
Be gone I say you prattling hordes
Didn’t Larkin say something about toads
Well there you are you rabid swine
Be gone I say this sea is mine
Be gone be gone be gone
Be gorra
Winter is coming upon this fastness
For my tomorrow in all its vastness
Will be mine mine mine alone
But never mind eh?
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