In The Hot Hot Rays

Heat, like a dead weight

Still coverin' the street outside

So heavy that the dogs can't hide

In the hot, hot rays

Out on the sidewalk

It's a river where the children go

Out enjoying the arctic show

In the hot, hot rays

In the hot, hot rays

In the hot rays I get old

I could never know what the dead man sees

I could never know what the deaf man hears

Or know what the dead man fears

Even if you were incomplete

Brother let it go

And I'll find my way

If you want to know indian summer

I will make it back here to you somehow

What have you ever thought

Underneath the fire

I try to play god

Do my best to keep the heat at bay

Maybe that would make you want to stay

In the hot, hot rays

In the hot, hot rays

In the hon, hot rays