alley cat s crying out the back door moisture is collecting on the leaves old widow johnson is waiting by the window she never likes to give before she receives i hear that in moscow they re freezing crops are dying in the fields but out here everybody wishes they were naked these rags can t hide what they don t want to conceal i wish someone would turn down the heat i wish someone would turn down the heat if you re listening up above in the holy name of love i wish someone would turn down the heat i wish i went down on the titanic to die amidst the ice and the cold i wish i went down on anything that wasn t burning right down through my soul my baby fell asleep on the couch again last night face down in a pool of lemonade so i took a walk down by the old graveyard to find a friend who just loves the shade