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Watch out, you might get what you’re after
Cool babies, strange – but not a stranger
I’m an ordinary guy
Burning down the house

Hold tight, wait ‘til the party’s over
Hold tight, you’re in for nasty weather
There has got to be a way
Burning down the house

Here’s your ticket, pack your bag
Time for jumpin’ overboard
Transportation is here
Close enough, but not too far
Maybe you know where you are
Fightin’ fire with fire

All wet, this – you might need a raincoat
Shakedown, dreams walking in broad daylight
Three hun-dred six-ty five de-grees
Burning down the house

It was once upon a place
Sometimes I listen to myself
Gonna come in first place
People on their way to work said; “baby, what did you expect?”
Gonna burst into flames

Burning down the house

My house, is out of the ordinary
That’s right, don’t want to hurt nobody
Something sure can knock me off my feet
Burning down the house

No visible means of support
And you have not seen nothing yet
Everything’s struck together
I don’t know what to expect
Stare into the TV-set
Fightin’ fire with fire

Fightin’ fire with fire
Fightin’ fire with fire
Fightin’ fire with fire
Fightin’ fire with fire

Burning down the house!