Scorcher, scorcher
Hot bloody torture
Can't breathe
Can't leave
Everything is burning
Though earth's turning
It doesn't seem to end
Just a little respite
Just a little break
These days of madness
Makes everybody freak
Night brings a tiny breeze
Open up hot houses, windows ajar
Let the coolness in, everyone say aaah...
Until the morning when it starts again
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