Lyrics
Wake up, wake up
We got business, we got choices, we got fire
Force quit everything you know
Don't get me wrong, this act ain't tired
And unexpectedly you step on me, you quit but I report it
We're overheating, pixels burning, mission's failing
I abort it
Apple, option, apple, option
Option fire, fire
Control, alt, heat, the temperature is getting higher, higher
And we will burn because we've always had this constant itchin'
And we can S-T-A-N-D the heat from our own kitchen
Apple, option, apple, option
Option fire, fire
Control, alt, heat, the temperature is getting higher, higher
And we will burn because we've always had this constant itchin'
And we can S-T-A-N-D the heat from our own kitchen
Your memory's going, you're powering down
You might as well be off to dreamland
Well, apple, shift, four, take a picture
Of these heat waves while you still can
And set your preferences to "broil"
We've got a lot we've got to get through
It's all or nothing, save your screen and save your ass
It's all you can do
Apple, option, apple, option
Option fire, fire
Control, alt, heat, the temperature is getting higher, higher
And we will burn because we've always had this constant itchin'
And we can S-T-A-N-D the heat from our own kitchen
Apple, option, apple, option
Option fire, fire
Control, alt, heat, the temperature is getting higher, higher
And we will burn because we've always had this constant itchin'
And we can S-T-A-N-D the heat from our own kitchen
Apple, option, apple, option
Option fire, fire
Control, alt, heat, the temperature is getting higher, higher
And we will burn because we've always had this constant itchin'
And we can S-T-A-N-D the heat from our own kitchen
Apple, option, apple, option
Option fire, fire
Control, alt, heat, the temperature is getting higher, higher
And we will burn because we've always had this constant itchin'
And we can S-T-A-N-D the heat from our own kitchen
Written by: Allison Apperson