Lyrics Here's a Postcard - The Boomtown Rats

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
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 your feet
You wanna walk?
Well, stay cool
You wanna walk?
Gotta stay cool
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 it’s good 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