Lyrics

Yeah, the sand's turned to glass in the hour glass The roof is really on fire I got the spirit of a hungry king And baby, I'm a live wire I'm going dancing on the old main drag The stars will hide my desires Can't beat the heat, but I'm so inspired Blood on the rocks We've got no time for the boss We're taking it to the streets Baby, we're too hot to sleep Yeah, we're all under arrest A rest we ain't had yet Come on and shuffle your feet Baby, we're too hot to sleep, oh I got two hands clapping and a tambourine Yeah, I'm wet and I'm clean I'm seeing colors that I used to see In a permanent fever dream None for the wicked and none for the beautiful It ain't yours, and it ain't mine, yeah I spy with my tired eye Blood on the rocks We've got no time for the boss We're taking it to the streets Baby, we're too hot to sleep Yeah, we're all under arrest A rest we ain't had yet Come on and shuffle your feet Baby, we're too hot to sleep Too hot (to sleep), too hot (to sleep) Too hot (to sleep), too hot (to sleep) Too hot (to sleep), too hot (to sleep) Too hot (to sleep), too hot (to sleep) Too hot (to sleep), too hot (to sleep), yeah!
Writer(s): Daniel Romano Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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