My Music - Lyrics

"Summer Headlines"

Hey sister it's desperate measures, so party on dude as Britain goes surfing, it's summer in the city for voodoo people, black magic in Benin and men in pants. A suburban innings is second to none, scourge or saviour there's no turning back.

Just a bunch of headlines from one summer weekend there's significance in laylines as a means to an end 

The secret agent is critics choice, over the hills and far away, For inner vision it's back to basics, just blow the budget out of the blue. The rural consultant, thecurrency dealer in a novel setting let the sunshine in.

A hot date at the steam museum, sleep with the fishes, you spoil those kids, it's travels with your aunt for chills and thrills, beauty and the beat, monkeys glam up! The new religion on his CD changer, top surfer movies as the Cornish board talk.

Of all of the gin joints in all of the world, out of the office on auto reply, tuneful support acts for a little beach party, missed opportunity,dangerous stuff. Someone somewhere can use that old rubbish, parking for idiots, special report.