The Body is wrapped is shadow
the face is built of cinders
and painc tears thro` your silhouette
as your squeezed by burning fingers
and he`s crackling in our colours
with teeth of gelignite
when he sighs his song and pirouettes
thro`a dance of dynamite
We are fireworks – slowly, glowing
bold and bright
We are fireworks – burning shapes
into the night
His fuel is our frustration
and dreams begin to ache
and all the while we wear a party smile
and happily we shiver
happily we shake
Oh shake, shake, shake
We are fireworks – slowly, glowing
bold and bright
We are fireworks – burning shapes
into the night
Twist and turn – burn, burn, burn
Twist and turn – burn, baby, burn