Flaming Lips - Summertime Blues lyrics

I'm gonna raise a fuss

I'm gonna raise a holler

About workin' all summer

Just-a trying to earn a dollar

Every time I call my baby

And ask her to date

My boss says "Uh duh son you gotta work late"

Sometimes I wonder

What I'm-a gonna do

But there ain't no cure

For the summertime blues

Well my mama papa told me

"Son, you gotta make some money"

If you wanna use the car

To go ridin' next Sunday

Well, I didn't go to work

So my pa said I was sick

"You can't use the car

'Cuz you didn't work a lick"

Sometimes I wonder what l'm-a gonna do

But there ain't no cure for the summertime blues

I'm going to take your wish

Gonna have a fine vacation

l'm gonna take my problem

Through the United Nations

Well I called my congressman

And he said to woe

"l'd like to help you son

But you're too young to vote"

Sometimes I wonder what l'm-a gonna do

But there ain't no cure

For the summertime blues