The Pop Singer`s Fear of the Pollen Count — текст песни (Divine Comedy, The)

Are you ready?
OK, let`s do it
1,2,3,4
Woo, ah ha, yeah
Ba ba da ba da ba da ba da
Oh yeah

Laugh at the tears you`re crying
Smile while your head explodes
Y`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
CLAP YOUR HANDS!

(Clap clap!)