The Young Knives Follow

Weekends and Bleak Days lyrics

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
Hot summer, hot, hot summer
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
Hot summer, hot, hot summer
Hot summer, hot, hot summer
Hot summer, hot, hot summer

Live for the reason, the reason is sure to amaze
Saccharine jollies and other such terrible ways
You live for the evening 'cause 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
Hot summer, hot, hot summer
What I feel, it?s not important
It?s not important, it?s not important

Weekends and Bleak Days Video

The Young Knives - Weekends & Bleakdays (Hot Summer): A Young Knives video. (video from YouTube)

Correct these lyrics

Comments on Weekends and Bleak Days

Submit your thoughts

These comments are owned by whoever posted them. This lyrics site is not responsible for them in any way.

© to the lyrics most likely owned by either the publisher () or
the artist(s) (The Young Knives) which produced the music or artwork. Details



All Artists A-Z

Elsewhere



© might belong to the performers or owners of the songs. Lyrics may be used for private study, scholarship or academic research only.
In accordance to the Digital Millenium Copyright Act, publishers may ask to have specific lyrics removed.
This is a non-commercial site. We are not selling anything. Details
Lyricszoo content, design, layout © 2024 Lyricszoo.