Choose between the sunburn and the blues.
Scrape the suncream from my undone shoes.
Like the surfers I'll be bored again.
Hate in truth it's a formula I use.
Watch the waves cut me in two.
Been kicking sand into our faces again.
Soon I'll be opening the wounds.
I'll be singing out of tune.
No change there then just indifference.
This is the soundtrack of the summer.
Everybody said we were happy going nowhere.
The soundtrack of the summer.
You've got to sing along just to get the damn thing over.
Cruise it's a missile I could use.
To detonate our last excuse.
Inflate the lilo drifting out to sea.
Summertime the tide is rising.
I close my eyes see tampons floating by.
Just you and I.
Hitting the gulf stream.
As we wave goodnight.
This is the soundtrack of the summer.
Everybody said we were happy going nowhere.
The soundtrack of the summer.
You've got to sing along just to get the damn thing over.
You in silence, me in silence, the ice creams melted in my hand.
You in silence, me in silence.
We're never going to find our way out of here.
This is the soundtrack of the summer.
Everybody said we were happy going nowhere.
The soundtrack of the summer.
You've got to sing along just to get the damn thing over.
Are we going nowhere?
Are we going nowhere?
At least it's somewhere.
Are we going nowhere?
Are we going nowhere?
I'm there.
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