From the recording Singles Volume Four
Lyrics
It’s a heat wave its hell here on earth
there is no relief there is nothing
you’ll not be saved that won’t be a first
you have no belief so you have nothing
on the horizon things are so cheap
but its just a mirage, just a mirage
I know you are lying. I know that you sleep/you Weep/ you’re sheep
but its just a mirage, just a mirage
it’s a police state here are its quirks
they won’t let you speak or act like jerks
and if you stray from the rules that work
they’ll turn up the heat where you lurk chorus
it’s a freak save of a suicidal force
got there before they rose high
it’s a bleak day and a bleak course
that one might take just to die
Solo
it’s a weak phrase that you used to lure me
but a phrase successful nonetheless
I’m in a haze, and you try to cure me
confused I submit to your tests