Sangtekst: Neil Finn. Hole in the Ice.
Take it down, mess it up, light a match, make a fire
Walk away as the money burns, it might just save your life
I play the happenstance, oh, I see my fortune fly
Sometime you lift it up, another long day goes by
And I won't travel into the straw daylight desire
I wrote that some Eskimo gave me the line
Sit back and watch the money burn, five days in a hot house hell
Once you're gone there's no return but I never wanna let you lie+ 0.50
I want my love to burn, hotter than a comet's tail
I want my bed to cry, I never wanna let you down
And I won't travel into the straw daylight desire
I wrote that some Eskimo gave me the line
And all I ever do is therapy, one on one, one on one
And you and I, we might want the same thing, one on one, one on one
I don't want a teacher to remind me, one on one, one on one
Well , how to get something better out of my life, life, life, yeah
I play the happenstance, well, I see my fortune fly
Every time you lift the cup and another long day goes by
And I won't travel into the pale moonlight desire
I wrote that some Eskimo gave me the line
Your freedom, wow it's so precious that it makes me hurt
I learnt that my teachers were my loneliness
And wisdom can be passed on by the one who's left
Your freedom, it's so precious that it makes it work
Walk away as the money burns, it might just save your life
I play the happenstance, oh, I see my fortune fly
Sometime you lift it up, another long day goes by
And I won't travel into the straw daylight desire
I wrote that some Eskimo gave me the line
Sit back and watch the money burn, five days in a hot house hell
Once you're gone there's no return but I never wanna let you lie+ 0.50
I want my love to burn, hotter than a comet's tail
I want my bed to cry, I never wanna let you down
And I won't travel into the straw daylight desire
I wrote that some Eskimo gave me the line
And all I ever do is therapy, one on one, one on one
And you and I, we might want the same thing, one on one, one on one
I don't want a teacher to remind me, one on one, one on one
Well , how to get something better out of my life, life, life, yeah
I play the happenstance, well, I see my fortune fly
Every time you lift the cup and another long day goes by
And I won't travel into the pale moonlight desire
I wrote that some Eskimo gave me the line
Your freedom, wow it's so precious that it makes me hurt
I learnt that my teachers were my loneliness
And wisdom can be passed on by the one who's left
Your freedom, it's so precious that it makes it work