Summertime blues lyrics

Artist  : Beach boys 
Song : Summertime blues
 
I’m gonna raise a fuss, I’m gonna raise a holler
About a workin’ all summer just to try to earn a
dollar
Every time I call my baby, and ask to get a date
My boss says, "no dice 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 mom and pop told me, "son you gotta
make some money"
If you want to use the car to go ridin’ next
sunday
Well I didn’t go to work, told the boss I was
sick
"well you can’t use the car ’cause you
didn’t work a lick"
Sometimes I wonder what I’m a gonna do
But there ain’t no cure for the summertime blues

I’m gonna take the weeks, gonna have a fine
vacation
I’m gonna take my problem to the united nations
Well I called my congressman and he said
"whoa!"
"i’d like to help you son but you’re too
young to vote"
Sometimes I wonder what I’m a gonna do
But there ain’t no cure for the summertime blues