Something Hot in a Cold Country Lyrics

Echobelly


publisher: ©Universal Music Publishing Group
writers: Glen Mikael Johansson, Sonya Aurora Madan
album: No. 7 track in album On
release date: 1995
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length: 4:02

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You should have been a rambler,
A counterfeit gambler,
Would you steal the sunflowers for me,
I see you've been fighting,
With Molotov writing,
They tried to drag you under, I see.

Did they try to tell you you're strange,
Did they try to push you away,
Hold on.

Feed the fire, fan the flame,
Till the world remembers your name,
Till you found of the sight what you see.

Feed the fire, fan the flame,
Till the world remembers your name,
Something hot in a cold country.

Hold on to your spirits,
You're a pain, not a poet,
You're special and they know it,
They can see,
They throw a net that pins you to the ground,
Don't let their blindness bring you down,
Be stubborn and enioy it like me.

Did they try to tell you you're strange,
Did they try to push you away,
Hold on.

Feed the fire, fan the flame,
Till the world remembers your name,
Till you found the fire that you see.

Feed the fire, fan the flame,
Till the world remembers your name,
Something hot in a cold country.

I won't see you falling,
Hold on hold on.

Feed the fire, fan the flame,
Till the world remembers your name,
Till you find out the sight that you see.

Feed the fire, fan the flame,
Till the world remembers your name,
Something hot in a cold country.

I won't see you falling,
Hold on.

Track Listing

  • 1 Car Fiction
  • 2 King of the Kerb
  • 3 Great Things
  • 4 Natural Animal
  • 5 Go Away
  • 6 Pantyhose and Roses
  • 7 Something Hot in a Cold Country
  • 8 Four Letter Word
  • 9 Nobody Like You
  • 10 In the Year
  • 11 Dark Therapy
  • 12 Worms and Angels