Summer’s turning out to be too hot, 
For going except in shade. 
Now the sun is rising everyday, 
And I hate how it just stays that way, 
The nights are too short these days. 
Ba, ba, ba, ba, ba 
Ba, ba, ba, ba, ba 
Ba, ba, ba, ba, ba 
Ba, ba, ba, ba, ba 
I keep on thinking how mankind 
Will shrivel up and burn and die 
If we were fired into the sun. 
The noise cuts off my head some days, 
I wish that I was dead in ways, 
I’m better now, I’m only one. 
And that’s how life has got to be, 
I need to get used to it 
Six billion people think that me 
Is more important than the rest, 
And that’s just how it’s meant to be, 
There’s people living who aren’t me.