Bad Lieutenant - Summer Days on Holiday

Summer days on holiday Drunken youths are on the street Falling out of whisky bars Making love and crashing cars Getting into hopeless fights With crazy girls that just weren't right This was 1983 The sun was burning bright for me So shine on me My lord My lord I stumbled on a chance remark Drinking in a late night club It must have been in Quadrant Park Almost got eaten by a thug But summer days were sunny days For dodgy guys with wayward ways And this was 1993 It was a special time for me So shine on me My lord My lord But then a wind of change blew in Bed of roses laced with gin I didn't know what the hell he meant Shaking the establishment Two zero oh dear me This guy was off his tree So shine on me My lord My lord Summer days on holiday Drunken youths are on the street Summer days were sunny days It was a special time for me