Mika - Ice Cream

When I hear that sound
I know what's coming 'round
Thirty-nine degrees
Too hot for the bees
The grass is turning yellow
Streets are slow and mellow
The faucet keeps on dripping
And the clock, it keeps on ticking

The swimming pool is laughing with its shining bright blue teeth
Laughing at my body as it's sweltering with heat
The smell of coloured plastic, baking in the sun
Sweet just like frustration, my senses on the run


I want your ice cream
I want it lying in the sun
I want your ice cream
I want it melting on my tongue
I want your ice cream
I want it, what you're waiting for?
Ice cream, every bite
All I want is more


Ice cream


Filling up the car
The red door burns my thigh
How is this place still standing
With the temperatures so hot
Air and ground so heavy
Thick with gasoline
My hands are keeping me steady
Hotter than I've ever been


The swimming pool is laughing with its shining bright blue teeth
Laughing at my body as it's sweltering with heat
The smell of coloured plastic, baking in the sun
Sweet just like frustration, my senses on the run


I want your ice cream
I want it lying in the sun
I want your ice cream
I want it melting on my tongue
I want your ice cream
I want it, what you waiting for?
Ice cream, every bite
All I want is more



Ice cream



I want your ice cream
I want it lying in the sun
I want your ice cream
I want it melting on my tongue
I want your ice cream
I want it lying in the sun
I want your ice cream
I want it melting on my tongue
I want your ice cream
I want it, what you waiting for?
Ice cream, every bite
All I want is more