Summer is here. It’s past 7pm and it still feels like 40° Celsius. Hot today and even hotter tomorrow. Bowie doesn’t like this heat. You will find him hiding in the shadows. But wait! What is that we hear?
Well now, ice cream man, upon my street
I heard your truck outside, it’s really neat.
Ice cream man, upon my block
Your little chimes, they reel and they rock.
Ice cream man, ring your bell.
Play the music I’ve learned to love so well.
Ice cream man, ring your chimes
In the afternoon so fine.
Ice cream man, upon my street
I heard your truck today, it was a-neat, a-neat, a-neat.
(“Ice Cream Man” – Jonathan Richman & the Modern Lovers)