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

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Hot summer What a Bummer Me oh my Think I'm going to Pull a sicky Do a runner Tough talking To my leader Summer fever What a bleeder Free and easy Easily freer 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 (x2) What I feel It's not important It's not important It's not important This is the end of the summer Hot summer, hot, hot summer (x4) Live for the reason The reason is sure to amaze Saccharine jollies and other such terrible ways You live for the evening because it's the best part of the day And hold out for weekends and bleak days of illness And the day I woke up on my own I looked into myself And all I could see was a man Hot summer, hot, hot summer (x2) What I feel It's not important It's not important It's not important