“Sunny Afternoon” fra Kinks 50-års-jubileerende (til oktober), fjerde album Face to face passer måske ikke til sådan en årle morgenstund, men i øvrigt ganske godt til nogle af de forårseftermiddage og -aftener, vi får her i april. Og så har den sang altid været en af mine favoritter. Ikke kun i Kinks-kataloget, men i det store tresser-pop-og-rock-katalog. Og teksten er en af Ray Davies mest vellykkede… I hvert fald var det den, der fyldte mit hoved, da jeg kom ud fra bruseren.

“Sunny Afternoon”

 

The tax man’s taken all my dough,

And left me in my stately home,

Lazing on a sunny afternoon.

And I can’t sail my yacht,

He’s taken everything I’ve got,

All I’ve got’s this sunny afternoon.

 

Save me, save me, save me from this squeeze.

I got a big fat mama trying to break me.

And I love to live so pleasantly,

Live this life of luxury,

Lazing on a sunny afternoon.

In the summertime

In the summertime

In the summertime

 

My girlfriend’s run off with my car,

And gone back to her ma and pa,

Telling tales of drunkenness and cruelty.

Now I’m sitting here,

Sipping at my ice cold beer,

Lazing on a sunny afternoon.

 

Help me, help me, help me sail away,

Well give me two good reasons why I oughta stay.

‘Cause I love to live so pleasantly,

Live this life of luxury,

Lazing on a sunny afternoon.

In the summertime

In the summertime

In the summertime

 

Ah, save me, save me, save me from this squeeze.

I got a big fat mama trying to break me.

And I love to live so pleasantly,

Live this life of luxury,

Lazing on a sunny afternoon.

In the summertime

In the summertime

In the summertime