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Heat
36
Rock
Utwór Heat został wydany 25 października 1993 przez Dorado Records jako część albumu A Compilation 2
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Data wydania25 października 1993
WytwórniaDorado Records
JęzykEnglish
Melodyjność
Akustyczność
Valence
Taneczność
Energia
BPM168

Teledysk

Teledysk

Kredyty

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Dana Bryant
Dana Bryant
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Dana Bryant
Dana Bryant
Lyrics
M. Talbot
M. Talbot
Composer
Mark Nelson
Mark Nelson
Composer

Tekst Utworu

Extreme heat was never a discomfort
Rather it brought back memories of time she spent in the South
Watching the older grey-haired woman in the multi-colored floral
Dress fanning herself discreetly in the waiting room at Penn Station
Reminded her
She was pulled into the gesture the way
One may sometimes be drawn into a yawn
She was brought back to that time, now twenty years past
The P.D. Baptist Church in Cheraw, South Carolina
Where elderly women could be heard to sing a righteous gospel
Very well
Whilst fanning themselves continuously
Between the hallelujahs and the amens
Their round brown arms and bellies were swathed in too-tight dresses
Pomaded tightly curled hair peeking out
From under rakishly positioned straw hats
And she remembers the fans
Prefabricated numbers distributed by the
Mamie Parsons Home of Everlasting Peace
Complete with a photograph of Beau "Paunch" McCall's
Youngest daughter Amelia plastered to the flip side
Her honey brown face was directed heavenward
A surprisingly knowing smile on her pious lips
Smooth caramel hands clasped in supplication and obedience
"I wanna give you devotion"
And she remembers sitting next to Mrs. Thunderbird at the third pew
How enormous she appeared to a girl of three
Buttressed up by an ample bottom, supported by slender calves
She seemed regally enthralled
Pellets of sweat glistened on the bridge of her nose
And above her upper lip they coalesced into tiny rivulets which
Trickled down her chin through plateaus and creases permanently
Etched on her neck to disappear in
The secret place between her breasts
"Thank you, Jesus!"
Though sweat pooled in the ample armpits of Jet Thunderbird
And soaked her dress into the crack of her ass
She never acknowledged any discomfort
But regally rocked back and forth in it
Hallelujah, amen, yes
Twenty years later, when other folks curse and
Swear at the heat and look to her for agreement
She can only stare on with complete incomprehension
She can tolerate extreme heat
Welcome it even
Surrender herself to it coyly
And only seem to sweat where her breasts try to meet
Written by: Dana Bryant, M. Talbot, Mark Nelson
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