Summertime lyrics
Song information
Artist: Robbie Williams Album: Rudebox 1974
Lyrics
This is how I pray in the summertime This is how I pray in the summer Got my glass of shandy now I feel fine This is how I pray yeah
The more you say the more you pray The less it's getting you down The more you pray the more you stay The less it's getting you down
Autumn time leaves falling all around Winter time follows suit Little bunnies freezing in the snow Winter's such an ugly brute
Mid-city blues getting you down Take a break from the strain Get out your car Drink a glass of wine Admit it you feel great It's the summertime
This is how I play in the summertime This is how I pray in the summer Got my glass of shandy now I feel fine This is how I pray yeah This is how I pray in the summertime This is how we play in the summer Got my glass of shandy now I feel fine This is how I pray yeah
And if your love had met its sad refrain Believe me you will love again And all the best laid plans Of mice and men go wrong You can hear it in this song
This is how I break for the summer time This is how I play in the summer What's mine is yours Yours is mine This is how I pray yeah Oh, yeah, yeah
You got the funky drummer in 89 This is how I play yeah Oh, whoa
The mondays the roses Blocking all your noses Wearing baggy clothes And their buffalo poses Bank tellers dropping little fellas Loved up in the clubs with Football thugs no malice I dig your dreadlocks Boozing off your socks Big fish little fish cardboard box So give me french-kiss I love you voodoo ray I dream of santa ana On the road to mandalay
In the summertime Where the weather is hot In the summertime Where the weather is hot On my mind, on my mind In the summertime Where the weather is hot In the summertime Summertime When the weather is hot In the summertime On my mind In the summertime On my mind
I got shivers down my spine On my mind Happiness is surface light On my mind On my mind
This is "t" to the mother fucking "ofty" What's you're problem dickhead
Don't kick my dog dickhead Don't beep at me dickhead Why you mug me off in my car dickhead Why you disrespecting my bra dickhead There's a dickhead in you're mouth A dickhead on parade Do not have kids Don't want dickheads to be made dickhead
Why you disrespecting my bra dickhead Why'd you piss me off in first class dickhead I'm not sitting here to be treated like a dickhead Bumba clart kin' raas clart Where's the chorus dickhead
Isn't it lovely That we can still be good friends They say you've gone off me Don't be so sloppy baby Isn't it lovely That we can still be good friends I know you still want me Cos I'm so lovely baby
If you diss me you'll sell copy dickhead What do you expect dickhead Radiohead dickhead This is pop dickhead Size tens dickhead Break you're shins dickhead My security are a vicious crew They'll kick fuck out of you Only if I ask them to But they'll kick fuck out of you You're going home in a staffordshire ambulance
I wasn't looking at ya' bird dickhead She was looking at me dickhead Who do I think I am dickhead Who the fuck are you dickhead You must have me confused With someone who gives a shit I've found the dickhead of the year And you are fucking it dickhead
Where's the chorus no chorus dickhead
Isn't it lovely That we can still be good friends They say you've gone off me Don't be so sloppy baby Isn't it lovely That we can still be good friends I know you still want me Cos I'm so lovely baby
I've got a bucket of shit oh yeah I've got a bucket of shit I've got a bucket of shit oh yeah I've got a bucket of shit Not horse shit, cow shit dog shit no, real shit I've got a bucket of shit oh yeah I've got a bucket of shit I've got a bucket of shit oh yeah I've got a bucket of shit Not dog shit, cow shit horse shit no, real shit
Why'd you cut me up in my car dickhead Why do you say bad things bout my bra dickhead I've got nothing for you dickhead Go to bed dickhead Don't wake up dickhead Who gives a fuck dickhead No one gives a fuck about you Cos you're a dickhead true See your mate over there in the corner He's a dickhead too like you dickhead
Isn't it lovely That we can still be good friends They say you've gone off me Don't be so sloppy baby Isn't it lovely That we can still be good friends I know you still want me Cos I'm so lovely baby
Dickhead
[from http://lyrics.doheth.co.uk]
"Rudebox 1974" album track list
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