Sugarcubes - Hot Meat

I close the door

(I close the door)

I shouldn't burn yet

(No it won't)



But the wires get hotter

(It's sure to get hotter)

My palms are glowing

(My palms are glowing, oh)



This is hot meat

This is metallic blood

This is hot meat

This is open sweat



I'm gonna show you with my fingers

(With her fingers)

I'll have to draw with the eye

  (Draw with the eyes)



With your own breath

(With her own breath)

I'll tear your lungs



Oh, this is hot meat

This is metallic blood

This is is hot meat

Open sweat



Well I'll be damned

If this ain't the country and

Western version of cold sweat

I heard that months ago



It's bad, bad, bad

But in this side of the blackest meadows

I'll make my winter dwelling

And then, I crush my bones



Oh, this is hot meat

This is metallic blood

Is hot meat

Open sweat



I'll sail out the window

I'll walk down the edge

I will not finish

'Til I'm fully satisfied



This is hot meat

This is metallic blood

This is hot meat



Hot meat

Metallic blood

Hot meat

Open sweat

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