Get Warmer - Bomb The Music Industry!

It was fifty degrees in December

And the heat in my house is always broke

So it feels about twenty-five colder

And I can’t feel my fingers and toes

I miss the G train with a passion

That used to be reserved for hate

And I’m getting too carried away

With the bullshit of leaving today

I know that I’m getting bored

Real bored of myself

Cause I’m getting too carried away

With the bullshit of leaving today

I know that I’m getting bored

Real bored of myself

It was 3:00 with friends in Boston

And I’m digging the winter’s first snow

Now it’s midnight, I’m drinking Blue Ribbons

And I’m already sick of the cold

The bartender skipped my Tom Waits song

It’s Wham!

now, I wanna go go

Cause I’m getting too carried away

With the bullshit of leaving today

I know that I’m getting bored

Real bored of myself

Cause I’m getting too carried away

With the bullshit of leaving today

I know that I’m getting bored

Real bored of myself

Let’s live like elephants, stomping on sycophants

Paws in a polygraph

Not favor loneliness over companionship

Let’s not be jealous

Let’s give the pretentious a cure

And not just a name

Cause I’m getting too carried away

With the bullshit of leaving today

I’m really more than just

Quite a bit bored with myself

Cause I’m getting too carried away

With the bullshit of leaving today

I didn’t want to be

This damn unsure of myself

But it never seems to get warmer

No matter how far south you go

It’ll get too hot in the summer

And the sweat will soak right through your clothes

And you’ll feel self-conscious and awkward

And the feeling stays with you all day

Until you go and put on a new t-shirt

And throw that old one away