the rasmus
kola
Yes, yes, yes, things're gonna be fine, when the sky is my cover, a big yellow ball, the sun is my lover. I take my skateboard n' my good feeling with me, I'm heading to a place where I can get the sun on my face. I'm leaving my house n' my mouse n' all my stuff 'cos I've had enough, yah! I just wanna be close to the sun n' that's all folks. I wanna burn my skin in the heat. I wanna be bare-footed, my throat feels dry, n' I cannot speak, nomatter how much I try. Of this moment I'm learning, that I'd better stay cool to avoid the burning! Kola with ice would be nice, come n' get it! Kola! It's a fact that I need it. Kola with ice. Well, well, well, it's hot like hell, yo, I kick off my shoes, yah, I'll survive without my shoes, well back to fact, I ain't turning back - I'm looking for a kola. I'll open up the can, can, gonna drink it down, down. I'm in the middle of a desert now, go to the shop said a boy, take a left from the corner... I'm gonna make a list, what I'm gonna order How can I get to the shop in this heat, when the street under my feet is burning, yah, of this moment I'm learning that I'd better stay cool.