Hot Hot Heat lyrics
Album: Split CD 
|The Case That They Gave Me|
Gourmet chopping knives to skin away all the hives between you and me.|
It's because of me and you.
Still things are hectic and days drag away.
This necktie is gonna get the best of us.
If I'm going out I'm going out like the rest of them.
Here's my name and brain to process.
If I dont come back you can thank the bosses.
Tank top bottoms up, you forgot to show up.|
Hey man, what's the problem,
what's the scene, why are you so mean to me.
All the time, all of the time.
You need roots, just like mine.
Hard to explain, hard to define.
Situations are satisfaction.
Gimme gimme the name and number of the barber that gave you that haircut.
Let me get all talkative, set it straight up, you know I won't shut up.
Long, longer, longest.
It's just haircut economics.
Don't sell out to those haircut demigods.
It's powdered gold.
Who's who in japanese prints these days.
These pills still kill.
Making all them kids ill.
If it don't kill them, I know what will.
But they're building backs for all the beat up kids.
It goes up your nose.
|I Blew a Fuse in My Personality|
Cats got my tongue.|
Giving me a nose bleed.
I'm in too much trouble.
Even though I know you, I don't have to like you.
That bullet didn't break my skull.
That dumpster didn't break my fall.
I took yours, now take mine.
Broken nose and a black eye.