How's it going to feel when summer ends?   Out of money, out of friends      I've seen enough   Of nothing news   The blacker stain on history   or last laugh blues   Not gonna fight   Not gonna cry   Not gonna shop around for one flag to fly      Ive seen enough   Inventor's age   I've cover up my face   Brownbeaten shame   I've got the itch   I feel the sting   Like fallen in to the deepest sleep   Telephone rings      How's it going to feel when summer ends?   Out of money, out of friends   How's it going to feel when summer ends?   Out of money, out of friends      I've seen enough   The angry mob   Yeah they were unison da-da-da   They can't be stopped   Sitting at home, making plans   Dont wanna be another silly set of, accident hands.      How's it going to feel when summer ends?   Out of money, out of friends   How's it going to feel when summer ends?   Out of money, out of friends