Written by: Doug Scharley
Lyrics © D. R. Scharley Consulting Inc.



Pulling three Gs
In a power dive
Zero on my six
I gotta stay alive

Every move I make
He deftly replies
Heart racing now
Afraid I’m gonna die

Only one chance
Left to save my life
Gotta reach down
And press the device

(Chorus)
Getting real hot
I can feel the heat
Word’s all around
It’s in the street
Not looking good
I might get beat
Thumb pressing down
On the ejector seat


Sports radio’s calling
For my head
Not for anything
That I’ve done or said

The team is sinking fast
And it’s no surprise
Front office’s leaking
All those rumours and lies

I’m the scapegoat that’s
Set to take the fall
GM’s reaching for the button
He’s gonna make the call

(Chorus)
Getting real hot
I can feel the heat
Word’s all around
It’s in the street
Not looking good
I might get beat
Thumb pressing down
On the ejector seat


My sweetheart and I
Have reached an impasse
Both questioning now
Whether we will really last

Distrusting each other
Is our current state
Love’s slowly turning
From beauty Into hate

The writing’s on the wall
And there’s no more will
Who will go first
For the mercy kill?

(Chorus)
Getting real hot
I can feel the heat
Word’s all around
It’s in the street
Not looking good
I might get beat
Thumb pressing down
On the ejector seat






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