Hot Seat Lyrics

Hot Seat lyrics

Ventolin and Vivarin and primatene
secret tequila shots and a patch of
morphine
in the morning and in the throes
what a great day to come out of
a coma

I've been in the hot seat sweating it out
oh, sweating it
out
sweating it out
sweating it out

I touch the telephone it falls
away
I think they call it empathy
but not this way
I put my lips on the
sound hole
my tongue is finally warming
but my brain is
charcoal

I've been in the hot seat sweating it out
oh, sweating it
out
sweating it out
sweating it out

not much later, fall out of
favor
pretty soon I know I'll do
precisely what I wanted not to
do

maybe I slipped up and learned a lesson
to work my proclivity
towards second guessing
I was too naive and enthusiastic
to keep my trap
shut
and my monkey in a motherfuckin' basket

I've been in the hot
seat sweating it out
oh, sweating it out
sweating it out
sweating it
out