Fireday

She got up tears tired on a clear crystal day
It was may day, worker’s day, fighter’s day
Fire day, red day, mayday, in the hey day
Back in days, the soviet parades
Standing side by side in the shade
Kissing and cussing and striving and trying
Fussing and bumping and sticking
Hey Girl stop sleeping
Standing side by side in the shade
Kissing and cussing and striving and trying
Fussing and bumping and sticking
Hey Girl quit crying
She has to swerve the system
Search the engine
Pull out the screw
The true screw, the real screw
The one that’ll make it all come down
Standing side by side in the shade
Kissing and cussing and striving and trying
Fussing and bumping and sticking
Hey Girl, Stop shaking
Standing side by side in the shade
Kissing and cussing and striving and trying
Fussing and bumping and sticking
Hey Girl, start something