The heavens are opening
and sealing and opening
umbrellas are unfolding and folding
people are running
and strolling and running

Confusion throught the day
waterproof jackets with skirts
Strapless tops and boots that hurt
it wasn't always this way

Dresses worn only with tights
another meaning for watercolour sights
long tiresome flights
to tiresome city lights
with endless city nights

This is the tune of the british summer
we hum it every year
'it'll be different next summer' we cheer
it never is, it's always a bummer