Walk About

This heat is hotter than the sun

These people got no clothes on

They eat in the shade of trees

Because they don't use frozen peas

Will you stomp out their fire?

So that they freeze

Will you stomp out their fire?

So that they freeze

I don't mind this party

Blood is my desire

Blood is my desire

And we won't have to talk walking about

L'assiettes and water

Brought to you by the people

Of shying culture

They're careful what they say

And cannot we touch

Outside the windows the air is spewing up

Outside the windows the air is spewing up

Outside the windows the air is spewing up

I don't mind this party

Blood is my desire

Blood is my desire

And we won't have to talk walking about

This heat is hotter than sun

These people got no clothes on

They eat in the shade of trees

Because they don't use frozen peas

Will you stomp out their fire?

So that they freeze

Will you stomp out their fire?

So that they freeze