Summer, whose birthday it is

Summer, whose birthday it is



http://personal.gamingeye.com/lerkot/Summerwhosebirthdayitis.mp3


SUMMER, WHOSE BIRTHDAY IS HERE
Lerkot
Its very wet, the sweat runs down my arms and chest
And the fucking animals wont give me any rest
They wake me up at night, chewing and biting
I give up, they’re too many, but I cant stop fighting
What if I gave up and just let them bite me?
The thought itself is girly and sort of frightening
But I guess summer has its point as well,
In reality the warmth is a good thing itself
And being off from school aint worse than hell
Months ago, I was in school when the sun fell
But now I can see it go down and raise again
And I don’t need a minute of rest, my friend
And of course we got the parties, the chicks
The nice nights with chips and flicks
All in all the summer is a very joyful time
With Gonzo Tribe rocking the parties with rhymes

Grandmaster Orb
Here it is, now here again, it’s gone so fast but never ends
the year is nice with all its seasons and especially when it sends
a booring period that will make my lifetime a lot more funner
She’s back again and I can tell it looks like another summer
Now I don’t live long, and you won’t either
summertime’s a rehab time to keep us from being bitter
It’s time for party, time for fun the night gets company by the sun
A hangover from last night makes me forget what I Have done
Oh yeah of course iv’e been awake every fucking night
been to Barcelona getting hot in the sunlight
then I went to Arvika, had a moshpit in the mud
Later on I went to camp feeling like a sexy stud
If you’re lucky or skilled you’ll hunt down a wet kiss but does it
matters to anyone whose birthday it is, whose birthday it is
The more I party, wank and drink I probably get dumber but the
important part is that only love pads the summer

Already Rick
Now the sleep and drinking time is here
Smoking some pipe and drinking some beer
I’ve been waiting now for a whole year
The winter sucked and the spring was mere
Sitting in the park and chilling with people
Drinking some shit and I feel like a meatball
Drinking some more and in comes the coops
Them bastards hit me and taking all my schnapps
My alcohols gone, but I can see some chicks
I talk to them, but they like men without dicks
And then I’m wondering whose birthday it is
Next morning I wake up late in the afternoon
And all I have time to do is looking at the moon
Even if it’s dark in sky it’s warm
And you get mosquito’s over your arm