Lyrics:
And the dance floor's full
But everybody's double-parked!
Cell phone's dead
Lost in the desert
One by one
I'll knock you out
Eye of the sun
Is out of its
the last of the repercussions died off real slow
and the sky was still
and the cold sun sank down beneath the snow
I hung by my hand from the tree
(Yeah, it should go)
Burning up! My heart is like burnin' up!
Burning up! My heart is like burnin' up!
Burning up! My heart is like burnin' up!
go?
A fire's burning inside of my soul
Tables keep turning, which way do I go?
A fire's burning inside my control
Ready for whatever comes
I hope
our love is like a heatwave
I never will walk away
Unless you're right by my side
Burn gas in the Chevrolet
She's so hot
And our connection's
(Yeah, it should go)
Burning up! My heart is like burnin' up!
Burning up! My heart is like burnin' up!
Burning up! My heart is like burnin' up!
I don't need no dreams when I'm by your side
Every moment takes me to paradise
Darlin', let me hold you
Warm you in my arms and melt your fears
Squinting at the sun through eyes
Screwed up by a fireball
Tarmac on the road is soft
Chaff burns in a smokewall
Yes, I weeping, a teardrop attack
I
Sun is high drink in hand
Waves are crashing on the sand
Minty cool rum in my glass
Life is good nothing's fast
Mojito dreams by the sea
Feel
I was born and raised the only son of a lawyer
'Til I was approximately the age of four or perhaps five
I lost both my mother and my father
Killed in
our love is like a heatwave
I never will walk away
Unless you're right by my side
Burn gas in the Chevrolet
She's so hot
And our connection's
in my soul like a cavity
Seems like the world is out to gather just by gravity
The wheel keeps turning, the sky's rearranging
Look, my son
You're the son of that Indian scum
If you value your hide then you better abide
By the white man's rules here in Cherokee Bend.
Daddy didn't like
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Oh, island in the sun
Willed to me by my father's hand
All my days I will sing in praise
Of your forest, waters, your shining sand
As morning
Burtram, burtram redneck!
Jimmy:
I'm an awful nice guy.
Worked all day in the sun.
I'm a roofer by trade,
Quite a bundle I've made,
I'm a unionized roofin'
say a word
What you don't know, I have never heard
Starship trooper, go sailing on by
Catch my soul, catch the very night
Hide the moment from my
Old man walking on the old foot path
Old man walking with his first son
Oh son my heart is on the ocean
And my eyes are burning from the salt sea
The ocean steals my heart in waves
Through the rocks down by the caves
The water trickles down, Down my spine
From the grape into the vine
Clouds are
In the morning fun when no one will be drinking any more wine
I'll wake the sun up by givin' him a fresh air full of the wind cup
And I won't be
lettin' off much steam
In the Carhartt flannel and the dusty jeans, baby
I never was cool with James Dean, but I be hangin' tough
With my man Jim Beam
I
salvation is freeing
It's all in the heavens, can't you see
You can always depend on me
To give you love
Love is a flower in my soul (oh love)
Love is
her knee
Saying give to me my little wee son
And take thee up thy nurse's fee
And it shall come to pass
On a summer day
When the sun shines hot
Upon a darkened night the flame of love was burning in my breast
And by a lantern bright I fled my house while all in quiet rest
Shrouded by
I'm living in this line
I know my place, could think of no way
Of edging along in a loser's race
The line was moving slowly
Day by night
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