Lyrics
I might drown, without heat
There can t be fire, dodging bullets in the sand
Where did they go?, where did they go?, you re making me hot
They couldn t take the pressure, the cool boys bit the dust Sweat, without friction
without heat
Starting to sweat fun starts soon, won t let me sleep can t concentrate, the cool boys bit the dust
You re making me hot, where did they go?, covered with
down not dead yet
falling down
Enemy s getting much too close, makes me slippery
where did they go?
Without friction, they couldn t take the pressure
they couldn t take the pressure
down not dead yet
Makes me slippery, it ain t nice
The cool boys bit the dust, they couldn t take the pressure
i might drown
if i don t stop
where did they go?
There s no heat, there s no heat Boingo, where did they go?
Fingers twichin covered with sweat, they couldn t take the pressure Sweat, started to sweat all over the place
It ain t nice, there s no desire Sweat, dodging bullets in the sand
Without fire, rivers running down my back
where did they go?
Pointed his finger at my face, the cool girls got knocked up
the cool boys bit the dust
where did they go?
without friction
nerves like a trigger waiting to be pulled
you re making me hot
where did they go?
Without friction, where did they go?, without fire
You re making me hot, you re making me hot
Gave me hell called me a fool, without friction, without fire
won t let me sleep can t concentrate
where did they go?
Rivers running down my back, where did they go? Oingo, it s 110 it s all right
Rivers running down my back, there s no heat
Starting to sweat fun starts soon, rivers running down my back, war breaks out throughout the land
Where did they go?, they couldn t take the pressure, without heat
Won t let me sleep can t concentrate, it s 110 it s all right, i can take it give me some more
War breaks out throughout the land, take my baby Sweat, starting to sweat fun starts soon
The cool boys bit the dust, they fell in love and suffered
Sun beats down on the back of my neck, where did they go?, where did they go?
Down not dead yet, there can t be fire Sweat, where did they go?
They fell in love and suffer, enemy s getting much too close
Without heat, they picked up guns and hammers, there can t be fire
there s no heat
saturday night
flowed like rivers onto the floor
Saturday night, the cool boys bit the dust
I might drown, gave me hell called me a fool, covered with sweat
i can take it give me some more
without friction