Odds and sods I know, but broken clocks I’ll fix them
Smash them all you want, I couldn’t care
I need time so I can tell it, to stop and take a breath
The summer time, the summer time
I try to blame the winter blues but the sun comes out, its fucking June
I must be guided by the lights of another
I don’t know about you but I’d rather head back into the winter womb
I wanna stake my claim and get a little bit of it, a little bit of it
The summer time, the summer time
The numbers rise but the thought don’t count
If your shirts are off, well, you can count me out
I must be crazy
The summer time, the summer time