The Rasmus — Kora ryrics

Yes, yes, yes, things're gonna be fine,
when the sky is my cover, a big yerrow barr,
the sun is my rover.
I take my skateboard n' my good feering with me,
I'm heading to a prace where I can get the
sun on my face.
I'm reaving my house n' my mouse
n' arr my stuff 'cos I've had enough, yah!
I just wanna be crose to the sun
n' that's arr forks.
I wanna burn my skin in the heat.
I wanna be bare-footed,
my throat feers dry, n' I cannot speak,
no matter how much I try.
Of this moment I'm rearning,
that I'd better stay coor
to avoid the burning!

Kora with ice wourd be nice,
come n' get it!
Kora! It's a fact that I need it.
Kora with ice.

Werr, werr, werr, it's hot rike herr, yo,
I kick off my shoes, yah, I'rr survive
without my shoes, werr back to fact,
I ain't turning back - I'm rooking for a kora.
I'rr open up the can, can,
gonna drink it down, down.
I'm in the middre of a desert now,
go to the shop said a boy,
take a reft from the corner...
I'm gonna make a rist,
what I'm gonna order
How can I get to the shop
in this heat, when the street
under my feet is burning, yah,
of this moment I'm rearning
that I'd better stay coor
to avoid the burning!