Here's a Postcard
Here she comes walking down the street
High-heeled shoes and her miniskirt and her heat
It's a summer's day in London
All the kids are out on the street
It's too hot, it's too hot
You get excited
Gotta cool down, honey
You got that London beat
We say, yeah
We say, yeah
Meanwhile back up Shady Alley
Cats and dogs can barely breathe
The sky is golden
That air is molten
The tar is bubbling up beneath my feet
You wanna walk? (Walk)
Well, stay cool (Ooh)
You wanna walk? (Walk)
Gotta stay cool (Ooh)
Ice cream music in the park
Ice cream melting in the park
You buy your ice cream
And you eat your ice cream
And the day moves on
Like in a passing dream
You walk on down
You hit the bar
Inside the bar are the guys talking to the girls
The girls have nothing on and you can see the world
You say "Oh my God, amen"
On days like this I'm glad to be a man"
And the summer keeps on coming
And the heat keeps swirling 'round
And suddenly the sun in its floating sky
Drops just as quick to cooling night
You wanna hear the heat? (Yeah)
Are you sure you really wanna feel the heat? (Yeah)
Are you sure you wanna know what it feels like? (Yeah)
Well, it sorta goes something like this
Here's a postcard of a summer's day
Here's a postcard of a summer's day
Here's a postcard of a summer's day
High-heeled shoes and her miniskirt and her heat
It's a summer's day in London
All the kids are out on the street
It's too hot, it's too hot
You get excited
Gotta cool down, honey
You got that London beat
We say, yeah
We say, yeah
Meanwhile back up Shady Alley
Cats and dogs can barely breathe
The sky is golden
That air is molten
The tar is bubbling up beneath my feet
You wanna walk? (Walk)
Well, stay cool (Ooh)
You wanna walk? (Walk)
Gotta stay cool (Ooh)
Ice cream music in the park
Ice cream melting in the park
You buy your ice cream
And you eat your ice cream
And the day moves on
Like in a passing dream
You walk on down
You hit the bar
Inside the bar are the guys talking to the girls
The girls have nothing on and you can see the world
You say "Oh my God, amen"
On days like this I'm glad to be a man"
And the summer keeps on coming
And the heat keeps swirling 'round
And suddenly the sun in its floating sky
Drops just as quick to cooling night
You wanna hear the heat? (Yeah)
Are you sure you really wanna feel the heat? (Yeah)
Are you sure you wanna know what it feels like? (Yeah)
Well, it sorta goes something like this
Here's a postcard of a summer's day
Here's a postcard of a summer's day
Here's a postcard of a summer's day
Credits
Writer(s): Bob Geldof
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Link
Other Album Tracks
Altri album
- There's No Tomorrow Like Today (The Legend Mix) - Single
- Citizens of Boomtown (Deluxe)
- Out the Back of Boomtown - EP
- Out the Back of Boomtown
- Here's a Postcard (Hot Mix) - Single
- There's No Tomorrow Like Today
- There's No Tomorrow Like Today - Single
- Citizens of Boomtown
- Trash Glam Baby
- Live Rats 2013 at the London Roundhouse
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