ah
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 we’re in for nasty weather
there has got to be a way
burning down the house
here’s your ticket pack your bag it’s time for jumping overboard
the transportation is here
close enough but not too far maybe you know where you are
fighting fire with fire ah
all wet here you might need a raincoat
shakedown dreams walking in broad daylight
three hundred sixtyfive degrees
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 say baby what did you expect
gonna burst into flame ah
synthesizer
burning down the house
4
my house is out of the ordinary
thats right don’t wanna hurt nobody
some things sure can sweep me off my feet
burning down the house
no visible means of support and you have not seen nothing yet
everything’s stuck together
i don’t know what you expect staring into the tv set
fighting fire with fire ah
Artist: Talking Heads
Year: 1983
Decade: 80s
Language: en
Word Count: 112