Cannibal Summer

Cannibal Summer - Wax Fang

Oh what a terrible evening

It's been a Cannibal Summer

Everybody is eating themselves up over nothing

Over nothing

What a wonderful moment

Staring off into space

Everybody is running in their places

Going nowhere

Going nowhere

Giddy up on your horses

Tighten down on the reigns

Ride off into a sunset strip club

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And what a wonderful feeling

The thrill of the chase

And now we're being drawn into a chorus

Hearing voices

Hearing voices

Oh-no oh-no oh-no no no no no

Oh-no oh-no no no no no

Oh-no oh-no no no no no

Oh-no oh-no no no no no

Oh-no oh-no no no no no

Oh-no oh-no