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  • I know where the summer goes

    When you're having no fun

    When you're under the thumb

    I know where the summer dwells
    If your underarm smells
    And your kitchen looks like hell

    I know where the summer goes

    If you're scraping a pot and your head is hot

    Put your head down put your thumbs up girl

    With the smell of hot desk
    And the glitter of your step

    He was right he was right he's the upcoming guru of the city

    No one told the city councillors

    I know you can tell me again

    I've got my mobile phone

    Full of silicon chips

    No one likes a smart arse
    But I've seen a pattern emerge
    I will race you up the hill

    Where the boy who made records out of postcard messages
    And flowering cherries rain on kids like you

    Look twice at the kid with the crimped
    And overheated hair
    They ran a book on his looks

    Odds on was the noble pose and
    The denim hard riff of the Irish Troubadour

    But the boy came from nowhere to
    Steal the hearts of lassies in the lavvies of the club tonight
  • [00:23.85]I know where the summer goes
    [00:27.22]
    [00:28.04]When you're having no fun
    [00:30.17]
    [00:30.94]When you're under the thumb
    [00:32.97]
    [00:35.01]I know where the summer dwells
    [00:38.79]If your underarm smells
    [00:42.69]And your kitchen looks like hell
    [00:45.51]
    [00:52.02]I know where the summer goes
    [00:55.31]
    [00:56.01]If you're scraping a pot and your head is hot
    [01:01.01]
    [01:02.58]Put your head down put your thumbs up girl
    [01:06.31]
    [01:07.02]With the smell of hot desk
    [01:09.96]And the glitter of your step
    [01:13.87]
    [01:15.76]He was right he was right he's the upcoming guru of the city
    [01:21.67]
    [01:22.49]No one told the city councillors
    [01:27.20]
    [01:33.44]I know you can tell me again
    [01:36.18]
    [01:36.91]I've got my mobile phone
    [01:39.54]
    [01:40.07]Full of silicon chips
    [01:41.84]
    [01:44.23]No one likes a smart arse
    [01:47.86]But I've seen a pattern emerge
    [01:51.20]I will race you up the hill
    [01:54.86]
    [01:56.84]Where the boy who made records out of postcard messages
    [02:02.85]And flowering cherries rain on kids like you
    [02:08.07]
    [02:40.58]Look twice at the kid with the crimped
    [02:44.32]And overheated hair
    [02:46.99]They ran a book on his looks
    [02:49.92]
    [02:51.90]Odds on was the noble pose and
    [02:56.14]The denim hard riff of the Irish Troubadour
    [03:02.43]
    [03:04.40]But the boy came from nowhere to
    [03:07.80]Steal the hearts of lassies in the lavvies of the club tonight