Flying far with fire
What else?
You might get what you're after
Cute babies
Strange but not a Saint Jack
I'm an ordinary guy
Burning down the house
Hold the sights
Wait till the party's over
Oh, I'm tired
Worrying for nasty weather
There has got to be a way
Burning down the house
Here's your ticket, pack your bags
Time for jumping overboard
The transportation is here
Close enough but not too far
Maybe you know where you are
Fighting far with fire
Oh, wet
Hey, you might need a raincoat
Shake down
Dreams walking in broad daylight
Three hundred sixty-four degrees
Burning down the house
It was nice up on the place
Sometimes I listen to myself
It's gonna come in first place
People on their way to work
Baby, what did you expect?
Gonna burst into flames
Fighting far with fire
Watch out
You might get what you're after
Cute babies
Strange but not a Saint Jack
I am an ordinary guy
Burning down the house
Three hundred sixty-five degrees
Burning down the house
Now it's a board, there's no support
And you have not seen nothing yet
Everything's stuck together
I don't know what you express
But I'm into your TV set
Burning down the house
Burning down the house
Burning down the house