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Winter Heat Video (MV)




Performed By: Lou Kelly
Language: English
Length: 2:21
Written by: Luke Kelly




Lou Kelly - Winter Heat Lyrics




Swimming down a toilet chasing discarded food
And seeds of your unborn kids
Try to plant them but they never seem to grow up
Twigs with no leaves
Scrape along the street
Drag my face across the curb
Turn my head into a stub

Let the giants use my neck as a tooth pick
Splinter their gums and make them sick

Jump into clouds
Swim across crowds in this hellscape
Trying to escape

Limbless bodies rolling down the street
Dead meat
Moist seats
Roll through my mind in this winter heat

Crawl my way into a frog's throat
Until he bellies up into a croak
Take my finger nail I've sharpened for a month or two, tops
Poke my through until he pops

Rowing through a tuft of hair infested with lice
It's not as bad as it sounds
Frolicking withstanding what's left of my feet
Tip toe
No toes
I've lost my marbles
Oh, there they are
I'll explain everything but in the mean time

Let the giants use my neck as a tooth pick
Splinter their gums and make them sick (Sick, sick, sick)

Jump into clouds
Swim across crowds in this hellscape
Trying to escape

Limbless bodies rolling down the street
Dead meat
Moist seats
Roll through my mind in this winter heat
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English

Swimming down a toilet chasing discarded food
And seeds of your unborn kids
Try to plant them but they never seem to grow up
Twigs with no leaves
Scrape along the street
Drag my face across the curb
Turn my head into a stub

Let the giants use my neck as a tooth pick
Splinter their gums and make them sick

Jump into clouds
Swim across crowds in this hellscape
Trying to escape

Limbless bodies rolling down the street
Dead meat
Moist seats
Roll through my mind in this winter heat

Crawl my way into a frog's throat
Until he bellies up into a croak
Take my finger nail I've sharpened for a month or two, tops
Poke my through until he pops

Rowing through a tuft of hair infested with lice
It's not as bad as it sounds
Frolicking withstanding what's left of my feet
Tip toe
No toes
I've lost my marbles
Oh, there they are
I'll explain everything but in the mean time

Let the giants use my neck as a tooth pick
Splinter their gums and make them sick (Sick, sick, sick)

Jump into clouds
Swim across crowds in this hellscape
Trying to escape

Limbless bodies rolling down the street
Dead meat
Moist seats
Roll through my mind in this winter heat
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Writer: Luke Kelly
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