Fun Lovin´ Criminals. Couldn't Get It Right

Apuramos las últimas semanas del verano. Dentro de poco los niños volverán al colegio algunos afortunados a su puesto de trabajo y otros tantos seguirán buscando en el más difícil todavía. Mientras, saco todo el jugo que puedo a las horas de sol. Podría acostumbrarme a vivir siempre en verano. Seguro. Me imagino como Huey Morgan en la contraportada del Mimosa apurando un buen cóctel en la piscina. Y no sigo porque la imaginación se dispara. La banda sonora tiene que estar a la altura... Esa voz de Huey... ay... ¡pero qué buen rollo!

Time is driftin', this rock has got to roll,
So I hit the road and made my getaway. 
Restless feeling, I really gotta hold, 
I started searching for a better way.

And I kept on looking for a sign in the middle of the night, 
But I couldn't see the light, no I couldn't see the light.
I kept on lookin' for a way to take me through the night, 
But I couldn't get it right, no I couldn't get it right.

LA fever, made me feel alright, 
But I must admit it got the best of me.
Gettin' down, so deep I nearly drowned, 
I can't get back to where I used to be.

And I kept on looking for a sign in the middle of the night, 
But I couldn't see the light, no I couldn't see the light.
I kept on lookin' for a way to take me through the night, 
But I couldn't get it right, no I couldn't get it right.

New York City, took me with the tide, 
I nearly died from hospitality, 
Left me stranded, and took away my pride,
Just another know it?? of fatality.

And I kept on looking for a sign in the middle of the night, 
But I couldn't see the light, no I couldn't see the light.
I kept on lookin' for a way to take me through the night, 
But I couldn't get it right, no I couldn't get it right.