Cruel Summer- The Disability Version (London Heatwave 2013)

Readers, you may have heard the original song. I’ve rewritten the lyrics slightly to make them relevant to today and this site.

Cruel Summer- The Disability Version (London Heatwave 2013)

Hot summer streets and the pavements are burning
I sit around, in boiling London town,
Trying to smile but the air is so heavy and dry
strange voices are saying (ah what did they say)
Things I can’t understand
It’s too close for comfort this heat has got right out of hand
it’s a cruel, cruel summer
There’s so many, so many home on their own
it’s a cruel, cruel summer
Especially for those
Who have to stay home on their own
it’s a cruel, cruel summer
There’s so many, so many home on their own,
it’s a cruel, cruel summer
Especially for those

Who have to stay home on their own
The city is crowded, our friends are away, we’re all on our own
it’s too hot to handle, but we can’t just get up and go,
it’s a cruel, cruel summer
Please come in, come in and look out for those of us home on our own,
it’s a cruel, cruel summer
Especially for those,

Who have to stay home on their own
it’s a cruel, cruel summer
Please come in, come in and look out for those of us home on our own,
it’s a cruel, cruel summer
Especially for those,

Who have to stay home on their own
cruel summer
it’s a cruel summer
cruel summer
It’s a cruel summer
it’s a cruel, cruel summer
Please come in, come in and look out for those of us home on our own
it’s a cruel, cruel summer
Especially for those,

Who have to stay home on their own
it’s a cruel, cruel summer
Please come in, come in and look out for those of us home on our own
it’s a cruel, cruel summer
Especially for those,

Who have to stay home on their own
cruel summer
it’s a cruel summer
cruel summer
it’s a cruel summer