Pardon My Music

Summertime Melodies

04:14
John Cog
2010-09-06

Story

I cut classes to write this song.  Hot and sweaty. Needed a tune for hard times and cool rhymes.  Years later, it became a featured scene in the full length mega musical, "Brother John Reborn!" 

Lyrics

Summertime Melodies

A lazy, hot day, a hundred an' nine, they say.

It's crazy stayin' out on the street.  Now sweet thing,

Move to what's cool, and you'll hear the music,

An' some fine Summertime Melodies.

A cool breeze.  Some hundred degree,

Sun refugee, sweet melodies.

See dudes and babes who make waves in heat? They're meat.

Tender 'n raw, such a waste.  Face it, ain't no

Place in that sun, 'less you like it well done.

Rest awhile, take a lesson from me.

A lesson for free. Special delivery.

So listen to me, an' you will see

Some folks, who call us lazy good-for-nothins',

Say, "Run around, get up, get out.  Hit the road an' get lost!"

"Stay away from that blue sky high," that's what they say.

Get away from these good times?  Why?  We can't get away!

Two lazies sittin', spikin' up a hard lemonade,

Sippin', and a-soakin' in the shade.

Now we got it made.  Yeah, ain't gettin' paid for this serenade,

And we get uptight in high Fahrenheit. Try centigrade.

Mm-hm, that's well-played.

Mm, that's tailor-made.  Whatever...

One says, "It's sunny."  And some like it hot.

Ooh, we do it cool everywhere.  Freezin' air

From AC it's key, you see we get up and peel off these

BVDs. Summertime Melodies.

That's somethin' to see eventually. You can't disagree so listen to me.

And we will be free! And baby, you'll see that maybe

Some folks, they call us lazy good-for-nothins',

Say, "Run around, get up, get out now.  Hit the road an' get lost!"

"Stay away from that blue sky high," that's what they say.

Get away from these good times?  Why?  We can't get away!

Two lazies sittin', spikin' up a hard lemonade,

Sippin' and a-soakin' in the shade.  Damn lazy dude 'n baby

Sittin', spikin' up a hard lemonade,

Still chillin' in the shade.

Makin' the grade.  We ain't overpaid,

Ain't gettin laid off, ain't afraid.

Jus' stay in the shade.  No rough trade.

A shady parade, fadin' away, no sunny arcade.

(smack lips twice).

(c) 2010 John Coggeshall

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