So hot out in the airnThe atomosphere is gonna start to dienSo hot...so hot...so hot...nnHey you with air conditioningnHelp me, the sun killing menBlazing yellow and orange in my eyesnnNever stop leavingnUnless it's something that you should donSometimes it always seems to menThat you are my slavennUnder the hot red sunnThe sun is such a bitchnHelp me get some airnnWind stopped blowing for three daysnRed blazing sun is killing menBecause of it's only heatnnIf you weren't the only onenWe would surely dienBut if you're the only onenYou don't have to say good-byennUnder the hot red sunnThe sun is a bitch, yeahnHelp me get some airnnUnder the hot red sun