Текст песни Streaming

The musics changed, Its getting louder. By next weekend, Youll be gone. The summer days Are nearly over now, The dj plays A summer song. The good-time crowd Is looking older, Their cartoon laugher Seems unkind. The summer days Are nearly over now, The summer rave Counts the hours and marks your time. The summer rays Are streaming from the evening sky. The summer says, Itll work out fine.