Testo Hell's Front Porch

Are we really having fun?
The water we once swam in turning grey
From all the oil spillin', baby
Smog is seeping in our lungs
Wish it could get me high
'Cause if it did, then I could justify it

If the summer once brought us paradise Drinkin' poison 'til we're sponges
Kick our feet up to the sun
It's not so easy to get back to what it was
Every AC here is broken, overheated, eyes are rollin', rollin'

Ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah
Ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah
Fuckin' sweatin', dancin' on Hell's front porch, baby
Ah-ah, ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah
Ah-ah, ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah
Movin', drippin', meltin' on Hell's front porch, baby

Where have all the seasons gone?
Evacuating from a fire after fire, it's not fire season
All the animals are running The birds are swirling, warning us that we are next to be extinct

And if the summer once brought us paradise
Drinkin' poison 'til we're sponges
Kick our feet up to the sun
It's not so easy to get back to what it was (What it was)
Every AC here is broken, overheated, eyes are rollin', rollin'

Ah-ah, ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah
Ah-ah, ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah
Fuckin' sweatin', dancin' on Hell's front porch, baby
Ah-ah, ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah
Ah-ah, ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah
Movin', drippin', meltin' on Hell's front porch, baby
Ah-ah, ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah
Ah-ah, ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah
Can somebody save us from this nightmare, baby?
Ah-oh, ah-ah, ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah
Ah-ah, ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah
Fuckin' sweatin', dancin' on Hell's front porch, baby

I wanna kiss you just in case we die
The Earth is getting fucked
She wants to spit us out for breakfast
And then eat us up for lunch
Because we're all a bunch of parasites
Just drilling on her turf
Baby, kiss me while we're both alive
Before we turn to dirt, sing it

Ah-ah, ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah
Ah-ah, ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah
Fuckin' sweatin', dancin' on Hell's front porch, baby
Ah-ah, ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah
Ah-ah, ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah
Movin', drippin', meltin' on Hell's front porch, baby
Ah-ah, ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah
Ah-ah, ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah
Can somebody save us from this nightmare, baby?
Ah-oh, ah-ah, ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah
Ah-ah, ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah
Fuckin' sweatin', dancin' on Hell's front porch, baby

(You've got mail)