Lyrics of the Day

Ice.

Cream.

Lyrics:

When I hear that sound I know what's coming 'round Thirty-nine degrees Too hot for the bees The grass is turning yellow Streets are slow and mellow The faucet keeps on dripping And the clock, it keeps on ticking The swimming pool is laughing with its shining bright blue teeth Laughing at my body as it's sweltering with heat The smell of colored plastic baking in the sun Sweet just like frustration, my senses on the run I want your ice cream I want it lying in the sun I want your ice cream I want it melting on my tongue I want your ice cream I want it, what you're waiting for? Ice cream, everybody All I want is more Ice cream Filling up the car The red door burns my thigh How is this place just standing With the temperature so hot Even ground so heavy Thick with gasoline My hands will keep me steady Harder than I've ever been The swimming pool is laughing with its shining bright blue teeth Laughing at my body as it's sweltering with heat The smell of colored plastic baking in the sun Sweet just like frustration, my senses on the run I want your ice cream I want it lying in the sun I want your ice cream I want it melting on my tongue I want your ice cream I want it, what you waiting for? Ice cream, everybody All I want is more Ice cream I want your ice cream I want it lying in the sun I want your ice cream I want it melting on my tongue I want your ice cream I want it lying in the sun I want your ice cream I want it melting on my tongue I want your ice cream I want it, what you waiting for? Ice cream, everybody All I want is more