Blenders Summer Sounds Lyrics

Those summer sounds in my northern home
Turn the TV off, hang up the phone
Come on, get up, get out, and don't be missing
Those summer sounds, just take a listen

Lovers swing, sipping ice-tea
Melodies of love are soaking in the air
We're overheating, the water's calling
Let's go down to the lake
And drown our troubles there

Well the fall is fine, but winter's long before the
spring
I do believe that summertime's my thing, oh yeah

Someone's yelling, I think the old man
What's he saying underneath that lawnmower's grind?
(I don't know)
The neghbor kids, they're pounding out a tree fort
The boys from Barnsville got their hot-rods revin' high

Well you may think it's noise but this is song to me I've been cooped up in this box and now I'm free

Those summer sounds in my northern home
Turn the TV off, hang up the phone
Come on, get up, get out, and don't be missing
Those summer sounds, just take a listen

The family's here, it's time for feasting
The crackling air of the backyard barbeque is oh, so
fine
These are the sounds I treasure all year
I'm holding on as cool November rolls on by

Well the fall is fine, but winter's long before the
spring
Oh, I love the sounds that summers always bring

Those summer sounds in my northern home
Turn the TV off, hang up the phone
Come on, get up, get out, and don't be missing
Those summer sounds, just take a listen