Step into our world of simmering city streets and walk with us through the dessert haze.
lyrics
Breathe the hot, dry air
Dreamin of a fish's condition
Sweat soaked hair
And delirious wishes
Uncomfortable position
Caught in a weary stare
Snap like a one hitter, wish I could quit her
Minus the train of affairs
Wading in waves crashing on hot tar
Car after car that I bake in their wake
Burnt to ashes but still left in the char
My spirit awakes in a gasp of alarm
What do we do when we run out of fuel,
Sit and wait until withered?
Cryin a river
Ooh
Hot, hot, hot, hot!!!
Wading in waves crashing on hot tar
Car after car that I bake in their wake
Burnt to ashes but still left in the char
My spirit awakes in a gasp of alarm
Ahh!!!
Salty eyes make it hard to see
Just a lone soul beatin down on top of me
Salty eyes make it hard to see
Just a lone soul beatin on top of me
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