Throwing Muses - Solar Dip Lyrics
Everybody's soaking wet, ready for the solar dipIt was so easy to fly, it was so easy to flyThunder in the blue sunshineWhen did this city die?I'm sick of turning you offI'm sick of turning you offAfter an afternoon of insatiable beggingEvery frenzy is realSkin is singing, hands are burningEverybody is healedI am good enough for someone, good enough for youFlown way out in spaceWho's on your tapes?Who's in your wall?Who's in your way?Who keeps you soft?Who makes you late?Who do you call when you're ok?And when you're not?I'm so mad i could spitI'm so mad i could spitI don't invite chaosIt's just that they hate usI'm sick of pissing them offI'm sick of pissing them offAfter an afternoon of mysterious fightingEvery frenzy is realSkin is singingHands are burningEverybody is healedI am good enough for someoneGood enough for youFlown way out in spaceWho's in your face?Who's in yoru heart?Who do you pay?What have you got?Who complicates your easy plot?Who hesitates and then you're lost?
