"Heat" ("Belongs To The Dead" Version) lyrics



"Belongs To The Dead" Version

Impossible, you did all the things I told you not to
Standing in the rain and staying after school
Drop bombs on Soviets 'cause they won't look at you
I cannot believe that he's fled, his son

Moving out their old stuff and they're having so much fun
I cannot believe that they are still 21
No one goes to college anymore
No one goes to college anymore

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