- lyrics - Are we really having fun? The water we once swam in turning grey From all the oil spillin', baby Smog is seeping in our lungs Wish it could get me high 'Cause if it did, then I could justify it If the summer once brought us paradise Drinkin' poison 'til we're sponges Kick our feet up to the sun It's not so easy to get back to what it was Every AC here is broken, overheated, eyes are rollin', rollin' Ah-ah, ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah Ah-ah, ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah (!) sweatin', dancin' on Hell's front porch, baby Ah-ah, ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah Ah-ah, ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah Movin', drippin', meltin' on Hell's front porch, baby Where have all the seasons gone? Evacuating from a fire after fire, it's not fire season All the animals are running The birds are swirling, warning us that we are next to be extinct And if the summer once brought us paradise Drinkin' poison 'til we're sponges Kick our feet up to the sun It's not so easy to get back to what it was (What it was) Every AC here is broken, overheated, eyes are rollin', rollin' Ah-ah, ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah Ah-ah, ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah (!) sweatin', dancin' on Hell's front porch, baby Ah-ah, ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah Ah-ah, ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah Movin', drippin', meltin' on Hell's front porch, baby Ah-ah, ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah Ah-ah, ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah Can somebody save us from this nightmare, baby? Ah-oh, ah-ah, ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah Ah-ah, ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah (!) sweatin', dancin' on Hell's front porch, baby (!) The Earth is getting (!) She wants to spit us out for breakfast And then eat us up for lunch Because we're all a bunch of parasites Just drilling on her turf Baby, kiss me while we're both alive Before we turn to dirt, sing it Ah-ah, ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah Ah-ah, ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah (!) sweatin', dancin' on Hell's front porch, baby Ah-ah, ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah Ah-ah, ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah Movin', drippin', meltin' on Hell's front porch, baby Ah-ah, ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah Ah-ah, ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah Can somebody save us from this nightmare, baby? Ah-oh, ah-ah, ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah Ah-ah, ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah (!) sweatin', dancin' on Hell's front porch, baby (You've got mail)
Thanks to --littlebodybigheart
