Hazmat Modine It Calls Me
I don't even have to tell you
You don't have to know
I won't go it's ovewhelming
Feeling low, low
I don't even have to call you
You don't have to hear
Troubles always seem to court you
Feeling for fear
Uhwah Uhwah Uhwhy yae
Uhwah Uhwah Uhwhy yae
Uhwah Uhwah Uhwhy yae
Uhwah Uhwah Uhwhy yae
I don't even have to taste it
You don't have to do
All those seem the guide to make you
It it calls to you
I don't even have to touch you
You don't have to see
All those things they don't mean much
If you go away
Uhwah Uhwah Uhwhy yae
Uhwah Uhwah Uhwhy yae
Uhwah Uhwah Uhwhy yae
Uhwah Uhwah Uhwhy yae
Nah nah nah nah nah nah nah nah
Nah nah nah nah nah
Nah nah nah nah nah nah nah nah
Nah nah nah nah nah
Uhwah Uhwah Uhwah Uhwah yae
Uhwah Uhwah Uhwah Uhwah yae
Uhwah Uhwah Uhwah Uhwah yae
Uhwah Uhwah Uhwah Uhwah yae
