Текст песни Summer In the City - Mikill Pane

Listen. It never stays out for too long
That sun shines bright but it seems the clouds are too strong
And when brawn beats brains, it's unfortunate mate
Cause your barbecuing chicken in the pouring rain
I can't change the weather, but can offer a song
About the one thing you want all year long
But my friends it's like a trophy
England's never got it for long
You know it's fucked up when even the Met office are wrong
When it's hot I get it on like factor fifteen
Grab my Frisbee and Jack Daniels whiskey
Hash-tag my next tweet meet me in the park, I brought fat bags of sensi
You'll see me on the grass
And that's where I'll be until the sun goes down
Until the keeper smells the reefer and he comes and throws us out
I reckon he's just green with envy cause I've got a spliff with me
When the sun shines on the big city

When the sun shines on the big city
Promise me that you will be there with me
We can do a little of a lot or a lot of a little
When the sun shines on the big cityWhen the sun beams down on a grey land
Be prepared, meet me there in your Raybans
I swear this would be wrong time of day
For the clouds to come around and rain on my parade
But I guess I'm only fooling myself if
I go against the weather when we're all just helpless
We should make the most of what we witness
The summer's back in business
My ice-cream is already melting

When the sun shines on the big city
Promise me that you will be there with me
We can do a little of a lot or a lot of a little
When the sun shines on the big city