The Heat Is On

Back in the golden year

Soaking in ballroom tear

Where all the dresses once had swayed

Like when the private I

Was killed by the robber's wife

Just when you thought he had 'em made

Out in the line of fire

Sinking in the mire

Or laying in wait behind closed doors

All clues that lead nowhere

I would not try to compare

No, none of my pain to yours

Oh, maybe we'd be better off

Saying nothing

Oh, maybe we'd be better off

Gagged and bound

Something our oldest friends could tell us

But now our friends are not around

Mmm, now the heat is on

I saw the heralds come

Sing at the starting gun

While the women standing on broken heals

Cadillacs of white

Came out of the sky

No one behind the driving wheels

Arced in a perfect row

Windshields all aglow

Slowly driving the clouds apart

There in the light of day

I watched 'em drive away

With an aching in my heart

Oh, maybe we'd be better off

Saying nothing

Oh, maybe we'd be better off

Gagged and bound

Something our oldest friends could tell us

But now our friends are not around

Mmm, now the heat is on, ooh

Something strange about

The color of the air

The way the sun shines

In a nightmare

Up at the heaven's gate

Standing in your way

The things you want surrounded

By all the things you hate

Pine and wish for when

The past comes back again

But you don't really know

How it was back then

I know you like to think

This world was made for you

But any fool could see

That never was true

Oh, maybe we'd be better off

Saying nothing

Oh, maybe we'd be better off

Gagged and bound

Something our oldest friends could tell us

But now our friends are not around

Mmm, now the heat is on, ooh