In the summer all the hikers hike out for the highest peaks. All the children watch the cricket and they never wash fro weeks. In the suburbs young protestors write 'Black And White United". They're tearing up the streets. I'm half in love with every girl I meet. The gasman loves the street. He loves to drill. He loves to think about his girl. The sun is melting half the street. In the summer all the workers head out for the sandy beach. Stay together in all weather. Communities of prejudices travel on the train. The upper class will have to pass the chance up of a knees-up with the gang. Your record profits will buy you an island. There's a jigsaw with a picture all the country as a map. Hikers hiking cycler's cycling if I go I'm not coming back. I'm all in love with all the girls I meet the hardcore summer kind. Kitchen porters budding painters whiskey touring guides. In the rain all your plans will fade. You'll be left with the jigsaw