Suddenly, it’s hot. The sun’s hot, the air’s hot, people are sweaty and hot and miserable. I love it.
Here She Comes Shining Like A Light
Poor Impulse Control
Target shootin' with the Gun Moll of the Revolution
Suddenly, it’s hot. The sun’s hot, the air’s hot, people are sweaty and hot and miserable. I love it.
Poor Impulse Control 