"I Know Where the Summer Goes" as written by and Martin/murdoch/colburn/cooke/geddes/jackson/campbe....
I know where the summer goes
When you're having no fun
When you're under the thumb
I know where the summer dwells
If your underarm smells
And your kitchen looks like hell

I know where the summer goes
If you're scraping a pot, and your head is hot
Put your head down, put your thumbs up girl
With the smell of hot desk
And the glitter of your step
He was right, he's the upcoming guru of the city
No one told the city councillors

I know, you can tell me again
I've got my mobile phone
Full of silicon chips
No one likes a smart arse
But I've seen a pattern emerge
I will race you up the hill
Where the boy who made records out of postcard messages
And flowering cherries rain on kids like you

Look twice at the kid with the crimped
And overheated hair
They ran a book on his looks
Odds on was the noble pose and
The denim hard riff of the Irish Troubadour
But the boy came from nowhere to
Steal the hearts of lassies in the lavvies of the club tonight


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    MemoryMy father died towards the end of this last summer, and after he finally passed, this was the first song I heard while smoking outside of the hospital. It was unbelievably surreal.
    crippledmcgimpon November 18, 2008   Link
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    General Commentdo belle and sebastian have a single bad song!!
    fucking love them!!
    personno.1on September 30, 2006   Link
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    General Commenti remember playing the game, 'head down, thumbs up' at crookfur primary school in Glasgow. is this just a scottish thing? regardless of the overall meaning of the words, the feel of it reminds me of when i was young and those endless summers. where did all the time go? it seemed that you could go out playing after school for what seemed an eternity. now it feels like a week is equivalent to a day in younger years...
    rustypicoon October 12, 2007   Link
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    Lyric CorrectionLast verse, he says "the kid with the CRIMPED and overheated hair"
    middledistancerunneron August 02, 2011   Link

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