The diesel is so nice I just need something
The barometer's falling down, I feel so sultry
Something is simmering and boiling inside me
If I ignore it and squeeze out laughter
I charge up with a typhoon, hurricanes and storms
I just sniff it and I can feel the harbour just close by
I just try to sniff the diesel but I can't
A tide with an undertow, the sea is swelling
A wave inside me forces out big words
An angry torrent breaking loose, a flush or rushing joy
It just fills my veins so quickly
I don't know why it just does
A cigarette would be ideal
Then I remember that the diesel...