Lyrics
It's so hot around, and the schools let out So the pools will flood, write my name in mud And I feel like flying away from here Yeah, I feel like crying, but I'm all out of tears
Well, freedom was a pretty word they'd throw around the chapel All the blonde haired angels throwing songs at the ceiling 'Til they'd all come falling one by one Yeah, they'd all come falling out into nothing
It's so hot around in this old cowtown And no one ever makes a sound except me on this guitar And I feel like flying away from here Yeah, I feel like crying, but I'm all out of tears