The Bouncing Souls
it s not the heat it s the humanity
It's hot, it's a four-alarm fricassee boy
This heat is killing me
It's hot, it's hot tonight
It's dwelling dicks in a deep-fry
It's hot standing next to these other guys
It's hot, it's sweaty snapper in a stir-fry
A blazing sun under a red sky
It's hot, it's hot
It's sexy and it's wet and the show ain't even over yet
How much better can get tonight
It's so hot, I can't even think
I need some air I need a drink
Sweaty bodies everywhere down to their underwear tonight
My balls are sticking to my leg pass the 40, sippin' dregs
Raise the roof let's set it off
'Cuz we just can get enough tonight
- :
- Simplicity
- Comet
- Complete Control Recording Sessions (EP)
- Ghosts On The Boardwalk
- The Gold Record
- Live
- Anchors Aweigh
- The Bad, The Worse, And The Out Of Print
- BYO Split Series Vol. 4
- How I Spent My Summer Vacation
- Hopeless Romantic
- The Bouncing Souls
- Maniacal Laughter
- The Good The Bad And The Argyle
- The Greenball Crew (EP)
- Ugly Bill EP
- Miscellaneous
- Non-Album Releases
- Up To Us
- Fearless Live: Shadows