Chillers - Another Sky

Boomers on their boulevards

Spitting at the sky

Thought they’d get to go there

Like Armstrong in '69

Now it’s falling in

Its jealousy screaming

Acid rain, acid took you out

School kids put your LSD where your mouth is

Hey!

Love, how love, could you do this to me?

Hey!

Love, how love, could you do this to me?

Hey!

Love, how love, could you do this to me?

Hey!

Love, how love, could you do this to me?

And the chillers in their villas in Hollywood are waking up

Throwing stones at each other’s windows

Why worry about the weather or nuclear weapons

When they can eat for free on a black card at Nando’s

Play nice!

Suck it up, you could be sitting eating chicken wings

With your heroes

Chillers in the villas go up your spine

They’re using it as the industry’s backbone

Hey!

Love, how love, could you do this to me?

Hey!

Love, how love, could you do this to me?

Hey!

Love, how love, could you do this to me?

Hey!

Love, how love, could you do this to me?

And the chillers in their villas in Hollywood are waking up

And throwing stones at each other’s windows

Chillers in their villas in Hollywood are waking up

And throwing bricks at each other’s egos

Chillers in art school are waking up with dreams

Bigger than a salary at HMIC though

Chillers in their villas in hollywood

Chillers in their villas in hollywood

Hey!

Love, how love?

Chillers in their villas in Hollywood

Hey!

Love, how love?

Chillers in their villas in Hollywood

Hey!

Love, how love?

Chillers in their villas in Hollywood

Hey!

Love, how love?

Chillers in their villas in Hollywood

Hey!

Love, how love?