| Down in amongst the streets tonight | |
| Books will burn, people laugh and cry in their turmoil | |
| (Turmoil turns rejoiceful) | |
| Shed your fears and lose your guilt | |
| Tonight we burn responsibility in the fire | |
| We'll watch the flames grow higher | |
| But if you get too burnt, you can't come back home | |
| And as I was standing by the edge | |
| I could see the faces of those who led | |
| Pissing theirselves laughing (and the flames grew) | |
| Their mad eyes bulged, their flushed faces said | |
| The weak get crushed as the strong grow stronger | |
| We feast on flesh and drink on blood | |
| Live by fear and despise love in a crisis | |
| (What with today's high prices) | |
| Bring some paper and bring some wood | |
| Bring what's left of all your love for the fire | |
| We'll watch the flames grow higher | |
| But if you get too burnt, you can't come back home | |
| And as I was standing by the edge | |
| I could see the faces of those who led | |
| Pissing theirselves laughing (and the flames grew) | |
| Their mad eyes bulged, their flushed faces said | |
| The weak get crushed as the strong grow stronger | |
| In the funeral pyre | |
| We'll watch the flames grow higher | |
| But if you get too burnt, you can't come back home | |
| In the funeral pyre | |
| We'll watch the flames grow higher | |
| But if you get too burnt, you can't come back home | |
| In the funeral pyre | |
| (Well I feel so old, when I feel so young | |
| Well, I just can't grow up to meet the demands) | |
| We'll watch the flames grow higher | |
| But if you get too burnt, you can't come back home | |
| (Well I feel so old, when I feel so young | |
| Well, I just can't grow up to meet the demands) | |
| (Well I feel so old, when I feel so young | |
| Well, I just can't grow up to meet the demands) | |
| (Well, I just can't grow up to meet the demands) |
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