The tax mans taken all my dough,
And left me in my stately home,
Lazing on a sunny afternoon.
And I cant sail my yacht,
Hes taken everything Ive got,
All Ive gots this sunny afternoon.
Save me, save me, save me from this squeeze.
I got a big fat mama trying to break me.
And I love to live so pleasantly,
Live this life of luxury,
Lazing on a sunny afternoon.
In the summertime
In the summertime
In the summertime
Holy crap. How can anyone FUNCTION in this type of weather? I’m sweating all over the place and I feel like half my body just melted off. I can’t help but compare myself to a sausage on a huge friggin’ barbeque. =(
