Sugarcubes Hot Meat
I close the door
(I close the door)
I shouldn't burn yet
(No it won't)
But the wires get hotter
(It's sure to get hotter)
My palms are glowing
(My palms are glowing, oh)
This is hot meat
This is metallic blood
This is hot meat
This is open sweat
I'm gonna show you with my fingers
(With her fingers)
I'll have to draw with the eye
(Draw with the eyes)
With your own breath
(With her own breath)
I'll tear your lungs
Oh, this is hot meat
This is metallic blood
This is is hot meat
Open sweat
Well I'll be damned
If this ain't the country and
Western version of cold sweat
I heard that months ago
It's bad, bad, bad
But in this side of the blackest meadows
I'll make my winter dwelling
And then, I crush my bones
Oh, this is hot meat
This is metallic blood
Is hot meat
Open sweat
I'll sail out the window
I'll walk down the edge
I will not finish
'Til I'm fully satisfied
This is hot meat
This is metallic blood
This is hot meat
Hot meat
Metallic blood
Hot meat
Open sweat
