Subj : Lyric
To   : All
From : Angus Mcleod
Date : Sat May 28 2005 12:24 am

   When I was younger than now I am,
   I liked swimming, so I swam.
   The townside of old Cinnamon Lane,
   tarmac broken from sun,
   up the grass came.
   Yeah.
   Up willow, I would climb to the top,
   hang and watch the water drop,
   from my feet to the river below.
   Young strength finally waned,
   then I followed.
   I love that glow
   and now I know:

   Summer's in bloom, summer's in bloom!
   Light her up, let her fill the room.
   Yeah!  Speak no lie.
   Summer's in bloom, summer's in bloom!
   light her up, let her fill the room, 
   the room, the room, the room, the room, the room, the room, the room,
   Yeah!

   Off to Mugdley about the years end,
   I shout up: 'Let's have a swim!'
   I expect all my friends to say 'No.'
   They agree so in we go!
   I got a stinging nettle rash for it,
   but I'm so very happy that I did.
   I never ever ask why.
   I don't care why, 
   I just know that:

   Summer's in bloom, summer's in bloom!
   Light her up, let her fill the room.
   Speak no lie.
   Summer's in bloom, summer's in bloom!
   Light her up, let her fill the room,
   the room, the room, the room, the room, the room, the room, the room.

   When I was younger than now I am,
   I liked swimming, so I swam.
   The townside of old Cinnamon Lane,
   tarmac broken from sun, up the grass......
   came.
   The trouble, when I got home!
   Listen!
   The winter evening that I come home,
   found out that my girl had gone!
   My father's eye told of a place that he'd been,
   strong women play their own tune.

   Summer's in bloom, summer's in bloom!
   Light her up, let her fill the room.
   Speak no lie.
   Summer's in bloom, summer's in bloom! 
   Light her up, let her fill the room,
   the room, the room, the room, the room, the room, the room, the room.

(Play loud and drive fast.)


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