Nero's Fiddle Lyrics
| Song | Nero's Fiddle |
| Artist | Clutch |
| Album | Pitchfork & Lost Needles |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| Sick though it may seem | |
| It has always been a dream | |
| Of mine to watch you drop | |
| Like one million freezing flies | |
| Psychopathic my mathematic | |
| Always sums to zero | |
| Population, your equation always equal hero | |
| Burn, burn | |
| So the fruits of your labours | |
| Have fermented into wine | |
| And the sweat that you dripped | |
| Is now the honey of the hive | |
| The city is a burning sun | |
| And I a blooming flower | |
| The fire, the flame | |
| The passion, the power | |
| Burn, burn | |
| And you, your kindling, innocent | |
| The fruits of your labours | |
| Have fermented into wine | |
| And the sweat that you dripped | |
| Is now the honey of the hive | |
| The city is a burning sun | |
| And I a blooming flower | |
| The fire, the flame | |
| The passion, the power | |
| Burn, burn | |
| The fire, the flame | |
| The passion, the power | |
| The fire, the flame | |
| The passion, the power |
| Sick though it may seem | |
| It has always been a dream | |
| Of mine to watch you drop | |
| Like one million freezing flies | |
| Psychopathic my mathematic | |
| Always sums to zero | |
| Population, your equation always equal hero | |
| Burn, burn | |
| So the fruits of your labours | |
| Have fermented into wine | |
| And the sweat that you dripped | |
| Is now the honey of the hive | |
| The city is a burning sun | |
| And I a blooming flower | |
| The fire, the flame | |
| The passion, the power | |
| Burn, burn | |
| And you, your kindling, innocent | |
| The fruits of your labours | |
| Have fermented into wine | |
| And the sweat that you dripped | |
| Is now the honey of the hive | |
| The city is a burning sun | |
| And I a blooming flower | |
| The fire, the flame | |
| The passion, the power | |
| Burn, burn | |
| The fire, the flame | |
| The passion, the power | |
| The fire, the flame | |
| The passion, the power |
| Sick though it may seem | |
| It has always been a dream | |
| Of mine to watch you drop | |
| Like one million freezing flies | |
| Psychopathic my mathematic | |
| Always sums to zero | |
| Population, your equation always equal hero | |
| Burn, burn | |
| So the fruits of your labours | |
| Have fermented into wine | |
| And the sweat that you dripped | |
| Is now the honey of the hive | |
| The city is a burning sun | |
| And I a blooming flower | |
| The fire, the flame | |
| The passion, the power | |
| Burn, burn | |
| And you, your kindling, innocent | |
| The fruits of your labours | |
| Have fermented into wine | |
| And the sweat that you dripped | |
| Is now the honey of the hive | |
| The city is a burning sun | |
| And I a blooming flower | |
| The fire, the flame | |
| The passion, the power | |
| Burn, burn | |
| The fire, the flame | |
| The passion, the power | |
| The fire, the flame | |
| The passion, the power |
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