Žodžiai dainai: Distorsis. The Heat.

He hits the road on monday morning
monkey man wont catch him now
packing peace a pre release
sticky fingers licking up the grease
had to take a couple down

cant stand the heat
right between the eyes
running in the street
travelling in the skies

got a ton of funny money
waiting on another southern honey
chase the wind taste the rain
holding up the easy train
if they go first maybe he do the same

cant stand the heat
right between the eyes
running in the street
travelling in disguise

(Thanks to asterblaster for these lyrics)