Fever Dream Kids

In midst of TV presidents
You go and train your hands
To hold your head up high
On the path of illusions

You lost your passport in a dolphin
When you went on your vacation
And now there is no vocation
For you back home

Fever, fever
In the summer of
Fever, fever dream kids

Grandparents staying in all day
And playing video games
The gold, the Sun and the sulphur
Oh how it rains

We need more nurses
We need more teachers
And shop assistants
In the summer of

Fever, fever
In the summer of
Fever, fever dream kids

Who is gonna tell you what to do?
Who is gonna feed you?

(Fever dream kids)
(Fever dream kids)
(Fever dream kids)
(Fever dream kids)



Credits
Writer(s): Iiris Vesik, Max Richard Doohan, Sam B. Richards
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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