THE HEAT  words by Knut Reiersrud

The heat is rising and big blue wont be grooving no more
The house is burning and big blue wont be grooving no more

Mankind has failed and the world is going down slow

Please write mother earth she knows the trouble we´re in
Tell her to pray for us and forgive us for our sin

Please don't send no healers you know mending won't do us no good
it's all our fault - we didn't do the things we should

If you see our father tell him to waste no tears
We´ve been living so fast and reckless damn sure did shorten our years