Hot Hot Heat. Good Day To Die. Zeneszám

I woke up wrong this morning
No reason why
Los Angeles is pouring and I?m like any guy
Sophisticated ladies I?ve never known
So many little babies stuck without a home

It?s a good day to die so come knock me over
Say goodbye
It?s a good day to die

I get a hold of something
Can?t let it go
And if it leads to nothing
Well, at least I know
The weatherman he told me it?s getting cold
Now it?s the same old story
Pockets filled with gold

It?s a good day to die so come knock me over
Say goodbye
I?ll be on my way
It?s a tumble and tide pulling me under
So turn out the lights
It?s a good day to...

I get a hold of something
Can?t let it go
And if it leads to nothing
Well, at least I know
Well, at least I know

It?s a good day to die so come knock me over
Say goodbye
I?ll be on my way
It?s a tumble and tide pulling me under
So turn out the lights
It?s a good day to...