There`s gonna be a fire
No one`s left alive, left alive
Well I`ve got my life and I`ve got a brain but I`ve got nowhere to go
I might as well be on fire
I dream of little things, of stupid little things
You could say I`m a liar
Fire? Where?
No one`s left alive, left alive
Well I`ve got my life and I`ve got a brain but I`ve got nowhere to go
I might as well be on fire
I dream of kitchen counters in South America
You could say I am tired
There`s gonna be a fire
Hey you!
No one`s left alive, left alive
Well I`ve got my life and I`ve got a brain but I`ve got nowhere to go
I might as well be on fire
I dream of little things, of stupid little things
You could say I`m a liar
Huh!
Yep.