5° on the Inside - Guided By Voices

In the city of oil

The ozone never came

And just as unfortunate

The sweet spot bled out

To stain your life

Got you covered

First on the ice

Then on the fire

5° on the inside

Baby that’s cold

96 years and still crying

Baby that’s old

In the roots

In the soil

To not move anywhere

Attempts to emancipate

With not much success

In this day and night

Much too frozen

Curse at the sky

For not getting higher…