White Hot

Waiting by the shoreline
 In Somalia for your reply
 I need you to come see me
 That's no lie
 The guns are getting closer
 The sweat pours like dew
 That fell from the trees in Tripoli
 In the spring
 I'm white hot
 I can't take it anymore
 I'm white hot
 By the Somalian shore
 White hot
 Yes I'm burning to the core
 I need rain
 Cast out from the jungle
 With no rations or canteen
 For selling faulty rifles
 To the thieves in Tanzania
 Adventures and misfortune
 Nothing wagered, nothing gained
 I have wandered through the desert
 Found the ocean not the rain
 I can remember the nights by the strand in Tripoli
 We were so much cooler then
 I had you and my poetry to protect me
 We were so much younger then
 I need rain
 I'm white hot
 I can't take it anymore
 I'm white hot
 By the Somalian shore
 I'm white hot
 Yes I'm burning to the core
 I need rain, I need rain, I need rain
 I can remember the nights by the sea in Tripoli
 We were so much colder then
 I had you and my poetry to protect me
 We were both soldiers then
 Bolder then, colder then
 I need rain, I need rain, I need rain
 White hot
 White hot...
 Water