Lyrics:
Dogs Die In Hot Cars

Paint a pound, mix the green with red Hum some notes, get it out of your head Draw a line so you can ignore it Have a jam, have it with all the bits

I know nothing, don't know much I think my education's gone out to lunch I can't remember, I cannot think What is the difference between iron and zinc

I love you, I love you, I love you I love you, I love you, I love you I love you Green are my eyes They've seen so much compassion I couldn't have changed

There's so much color, the hook I bent down don't look The baby is bate You get him right too late Lose our lives an illusion Your hands are curing Just

Were the teachers any good at it? Were they good at their jobs? It must be hard, can they handle it When we become what they said we'd not? Now we work

I wish I had Paul Newman's eyes And every day came with some surprise I wish I had Paul Newman's eyes That would be nice Look at those houses, big houses

Translation: Dogs Die In Hot Cars. Celebrity Sanctum.

Translation: Dogs Die In Hot Cars. Glimpse At The Good Life.

Translation: Dogs Die In Hot Cars. Lounger.