Summertime Blues
by T. Rex
From the album: Bolan Boogie
Track 13 of 14 on Bolan Boogie (1972).
Lyrics for Summertime Blues
One, two, three, four Well, I'm gonna raise a fuss And I'm gonna raise a holler About workin' all summer Just tryin' to earn a dollar Well, I tried to call my baby Tried to get a date My boss said, "No, dice, get You gotta work late" Sometimes I wonder What I'm gonna do? But there ain't no cure For the summertime blues Well, my mom and Papa told me Son, you gotta make some money If one of you is gotta go Ridin' next Sunday Well, I didn't go to work I told my boss I was sick You can't use the car 'Cause you didn't work a lick Sometimes I wonder What I'm gonna do? But there ain't no cure For the summertime blues I'm gonna take two weeks I'm gonna have a fine vacation I'm gonna take my problem To the United Nations Well, I called my Congressman And he said, "Quiet" It said, "I'd like to help you, son But you're too young to vote" Sometimes I wonder What I'm gonna do? But there ain't no cure For the summertime blues