Divine Comedy The The Pop Singer`s Fear Of The Pollen Count Lyrics

The Pop Singer`s Fear Of The Pollen Count Lyrics

Are you ready?
1, 2, 3, 4
I fall for this season every time
When it's
hot and everybody smiles
I can't help myself
I'm in love with the
summertime
Laugh at the tears you're crying
Smile while your head
explodes
You don't have to take this lying down
So blow your nose,
baby
And just get your fingers clicking
To the rhythm and the
rhyme
Otherwise you'll just be kicking around
And that's a crime
How
can you talk that way
On such a lovely day?
When sunshine comes your
way
It's time to make some hay
I fall for this season every time
When
it's hot and everybody smiles
I can't help myself
I'm in love with the
summertime
Even when I get hay-fever I find
I may sneeze but I don't
really mind
As long as I'm in love with the summertime
Oh stop your
belly-aching
We all know what it's like
There ain't a pill I haven't
taken, I guess
But that's alright baby
'Cause your daddy's car is
waiting
To take us to the sea
She feels like celebrating life
And so
should we
How can you talk that way
On such a lovely day?
When
sunshine comes your way
It's time to make some hay
I fall for this season
every time
When it's hot and everybody smiles
I can't help myself
I'm
in love with the summertime
Even when I get hay-fever I find
I may sneeze
but I don't really mind
As long as I'm in love with the summertime