Meat Puppets She's Hot
Wake up in the morning, my hands cold in fear
And midsummer New York, my heart shakes in terror
My heart, my hands, my legs, my mind
Everything I touch is shaking, shaking, shaking, shaking
Shake, shake, shake, shake, shake, shake, ooh
Wake up in the morning, the bed's wet in sweat
And midsummer New York, scream in the mirror
And the door and the chairs and the floor and the ceiling
Everything you see is aching, shaking, shaking, shaking
Shake, shake, shake, shake, shake, shake, ooh
Shake, shake, shake, shake, shake
Shake, shake, shake, shake, shake
Shake, shake, shake, shake, ooh
Wake up in the morning, my minds dried up in pain
Midsummer New Yorks waiting for the rain
The window, the trees, the park, the building
The whole world's shaking, shaking, shaking
Shake, shake, shake, shake, shake, shake, shake, ooh
Shake, ooh, shake, ooh, shake
Shake, ooh, shake, shake
Aching, aching, aching, aching, aching, aching
Oh, it's aching, aching, aching, oh, aching, aching