Our Man in Europe/dave delacroix/ "Summertime Fate" - (There's THAT!)

Our Man in Europe/dave delacroix/ "Summertime Fate" -(There's THAT!)


Well da Rich are gittin' rich,
da poor just gittin' Poor!
There's DAT!
There's DAT!

And if U swap these folks around
(one or the other?)
U bet either one will
smother the fact?
There's DAT!
There's DAT!

Well, I talked to mah Doctor,
he said: "Sorry, Son, ya gotta work late!
-And there ain't no cure for da
Summertime Fate...(?)
There's DAT!
There's DAT!

As the FAT are gettin' THIN
and the thin still gettin' poorer?
There's DAT!
There's DAT!

A'mah gonna take mah Jive
to da United Nations!
There's DAT!
There's DAT!

I talked to my Boss (at work?)
and HE said: "Sorry, Son.
Go see the Doctor!"
"I - frickin' DID!?" -I cried.
"And what did HE say?"
(Guess?)
"There Aint No Cure for da
Summertime Fate!"
There's DAT!
There's DAT!...

(DANG! Guitar out of tune!!!)



c dave delacroix/lord borgo/St. Nicolo-Italia.