Difference between revisions of "Hot Hot Hot Hot"
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'Cause it's here, and it's now, and my lightning is about to strike | 'Cause it's here, and it's now, and my lightning is about to strike | ||
| − | === | + | ===Chorus=== |
We could be gods<br /> | We could be gods<br /> | ||
| − | Is there something | + | Is there something else you're waiting for?<br /> |
We could be gods<br /> | We could be gods<br /> | ||
| − | + | Come on and join me in the great outdoors<br /> | |
I don't even know what I'm doing<br /> | I don't even know what I'm doing<br /> | ||
| − | But there's something seems so right to me<br /> | + | But there's something 'bout it seems so right to me<br /> |
| − | Like how the seasons keep renewing<br /> | + | Like how all the seasons keep renewing<br /> |
Spring is breathing life into the trees<br /> | Spring is breathing life into the trees<br /> | ||
| − | + | We could be deities | |
===Verse 2=== | ===Verse 2=== | ||
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Still I can't help but contemplate<br /> | Still I can't help but contemplate<br /> | ||
If this was all a fluke or was it fate?<br /> | If this was all a fluke or was it fate?<br /> | ||
| − | + | When the sons of God rejoiced and the stars sang together? | |
| + | |||
| + | ===Chorus=== | ||
| + | |||
| + | We could be gods<br /> | ||
| + | Is there something else you're waiting for?<br /> | ||
| + | We could be gods<br /> | ||
| + | Come on and rule with me forevermore<br /> | ||
| + | I don't even know what I'm doing<br /> | ||
| + | But there's something 'bout it seems so right to me<br /> | ||
| + | Like how all the seasons keep renewing<br /> | ||
| + | Spring is breathing life into the trees<br /> | ||
| + | We could be deities | ||
===Verse 3=== | ===Verse 3=== | ||
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We could be gods<br /> | We could be gods<br /> | ||
| − | + | 'Cause we're diggin' deep for diamond ore<br /> | |
We could be gods<br /> | We could be gods<br /> | ||
And there's voices prophesying war<br /> | And there's voices prophesying war<br /> | ||
I don't even know what I'm doing<br /> | I don't even know what I'm doing<br /> | ||
| − | The universe can't house my depth of fear<br /> | + | The whole universe can't house my depth of fear<br /> |
| − | Like the summer bloom | + | Like the autumn chill that kills the summer bloom<br /> |
As the stars are raining bitter tears<br /> | As the stars are raining bitter tears<br /> | ||
And casting down their spears | And casting down their spears | ||
Revision as of 06:15, 7 September 2015
Verse 1
Never much was one for plans, it's true
But don't you tell me I should think it through
Just seventeen, it would seem I'm melting in her dream tonight
Won't call her dad to have a friendly chat
Don't give a damn about tomorrow's SAT
'Cause it's here, and it's now, and my lightning is about to strike
Chorus
We could be gods
Is there something else you're waiting for?
We could be gods
Come on and join me in the great outdoors
I don't even know what I'm doing
But there's something 'bout it seems so right to me
Like how all the seasons keep renewing
Spring is breathing life into the trees
We could be deities
Verse 2
Summer's over and she's gone away
I always knew that it would end this way
Did I hope, did I really think we could be forever?
Still I can't help but contemplate
If this was all a fluke or was it fate?
When the sons of God rejoiced and the stars sang together?
Chorus
We could be gods
Is there something else you're waiting for?
We could be gods
Come on and rule with me forevermore
I don't even know what I'm doing
But there's something 'bout it seems so right to me
Like how all the seasons keep renewing
Spring is breathing life into the trees
We could be deities
Verse 3
My dad sat me down and told me, "Son, it's well time
That you left behind this life of debauch.
Stop all this screwing around, it's time you settled down
And started thinking with your head, not your crotch."
Well, who the hell died and made you Ancient of Days
To tell me what I should and should not do?
Damned if you'll shackle me before I'm nailed to a tree
Or I become an old man just like you
Charles 2
We could be gods
'Cause we're diggin' deep for diamond ore
We could be gods
And there's voices prophesying war
I don't even know what I'm doing
The whole universe can't house my depth of fear
Like the autumn chill that kills the summer bloom
As the stars are raining bitter tears
And casting down their spears
