Wurzels, The - I've Got A Brand New Combine Harvester lyrics

Sunny Afternoon

By: Ray Davies

1966

The taxman's taken' all my dough

And left me in this stately home

Lazin' on a sunny afternoon

And I can't even sail my yacht

He's taken' everything I've got

All I've got's this sunny afternoon

In the summertime...

Chorus:

Save me, save me, save me from this squeeze

I've got a big fat momma tryin' to break me

And I love to live so pleasantly

Live this life of luxury

Lazin' on a sunny afternoon

In the summertime...

My girlfriend's run off with my car

And gone back to her ma and pa

Tellin' tales of parrotheads and parties

And now I'm just sitting here

Sippin' on this ice-cold beer

Lazin' on a sunny afternoon

In the summertime...

Help me, help me, help me sail away

Well, give me two good reason why I ought to stay

'Cause I love to live so pleasantly

Live this life of luxury

Lazy on a sunny afternoon

In the summertime...

In the summertime...

In the summertime...

Chorus:

Save me, save me, save me from this squeeze

I've got a big fat momma tryin' to break me

And I love to live so pleasantly

Live this life of luxury

Lazy on a sunny afternoon

In the summertime...

In the summertime...

In the summertime...

In the summertime...

Taxman's taken' all my dough (in the summertime)

Gonna find that passport and outta here I go

(in the summertime)

--Spoken:

"Catch me a flight to St. Somewhere and get out of this cold

weather. Go somewhere where no body knows my name

Gotta keep my mouth shut. Try to go to confession at least once

a week. Somewhere preferably south of the equator, I believe.

Where it's summertime, where winter spends the summer. Somewhere

like that."

(in the summertime...)