im the man who wakes up in the middle of
everynight my legs are steaming with rain beneath
the cool cool trees the minute i touch you... it
aint fair i wanna be close to warm this awful
home throught the middle of me the whole world
loves a sad song and they don't have to sing we
hide in the hot house loaded with thrills second
only to none here in this hot house we sit and
sing and rant and rave in our lovely hot house
closed my eyes walking to the store found our
mattress beside those old deadly trakes we slept
for a week cinders on the sheets you went away
& called and said you had to stay another day
the whole world loves a sad song & they don't
have to sing we hide in the hot house...