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 need the diesel I just find the smell 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 Impatience makes me foam A wave inside me forces out big words They splash and sprinkle An angry torrent breaking loose, a flush or rushing joy
The diesel, It just makes me feel It just fills my veins so quickly I don´t know why it just does
I´m down by the harbour A cigarette would be ideal Then I remember that the diesel...
And I can´t help it, I´m exploding again I´m calling weather station NOMAD And satellite NIMBUS It´s a blizzard inside me, a bomb ticking This is the tidal wave Here comes the tidal wave.