Jesus, Please Turn the Dial Down for Me

Secret meetings, trust in trysts
One day I'm sure I'll miss this
But now I can meet you out by Rivelin
And maybe baby you can rave about the soda stream

Will there be a long weekend that I never come back on
Or will we go on as if this never happened
Then you can take to the city streets careening
And meet me on the road by the NCP

I never fulfilled my childhood desire
Of putting i's in the middle of 'to let' signs
I was endlessly amused
I was stupid then
But friend, I'm not much better yet

I bleed myself dry on the 1-4-6-5
Anything to keep me half-alive
But save me, Jesus!
This heat is displeasing!
It's 25 degrees!
Please turn the dial down for me!



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Writer(s): Liam Marsh
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