Milioni i kamioni od Gospoda

Summertime je, jebiga, and the livin' is easy, fish are jumpin' and the cotton is high. Kažem sebi hush, little baby, don't you cry, javiće se još naših dragih donatora čim se vrate sa summertime odmora, postoji čak i teoretska mogućnost da nastavimo da radimo, zar pjesma ne odiše zlokobnim optimizmom: One of these mornings you're gonna rise up singing/ And you'll spread your wings and you'll take to the sky. S pesmom na usnama, raširenih krila k nebu, stignem u