Hot House Lyrics

Semen spilled in the goosegrass

Pale boys skating over shattered glass

Wait for the fever to pass

Wolverhampton's sizzling like Hanging Rock

Wild geese bursting with electric shocks

You get an F in hard knocks

You are the thief in odd socks

And god it feels endless but one of these days

You're gonna smash all the clocks

School bell shudders, your palms are wet

Keeping cool in this hot house, you break a sweat

See how the old folks forget

Lengthening shadows on the playing field

Talking White Lightning and banana peel

It barely feels real

Jesus it barely feels real

For 90 years he wandered from dream to dream

But the longer it went on the less it seemed

To have a meaning he could glean

Now 20 years have passed, I'm young at last

But before I pin my colours to your mast

I wanna know it won't collapse

I wanna tear off every wrap

And god it feels empty but one of these days

I'm gonna burn all the maps