Hot Hot Heat

Hot Hot Heat - Tokyo Vogue lyrics

rate me

Got hold.

It's powdered gold.

Who's who in japanese prints these days.

These pills still kill.

Making all them kids ill.

If it don't kill them, I know what will.

But they're building backs for all the beat up kids.

It goes up your nose.

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