Lyrics

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