Testo Disease

It was summer

And a hundred and six degrees

The air was hot water

There was no motion in the trees
And in this weather only two things grow

Or three

Frustration

Hot tempers

And disease



That menace has found us again

It's not just the old giving up and in
Don't let it take your breath away



We're all feeling ill at ease

Since we were swinging through the trees

And everyone knows that no one will ever know the true source of

disease



I don't know about God

But I'm sure there's a devil

You see it in the eyes

Of every man and woman who's ill

I don't know about heaven or our souls

But our bodies are all going to hell



And disease has found us again

In a few healthy years

Did we think it would end

Don't let it take your breath away