| 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. |