Fire Boy - Grinderman
Where has my sister gone
Says the fire boy to his mother
They gone down to the moratorium
With your crazy little brother
Do you think she might mind if I tag along
Says the fire boy as he detaches
Here take me down some petroleum
And a rag and a box of matches
You better hide you better hide away
The fire boy is purging
You better hide you better hide away
Yeah the cops they are surging
Oh we were always running away
Said the fireboy to his little sons
We were always running away
My darling my precious ones
I'm gonna go wake up Mary
And together we'll get loaded
I'm gonna bite deep into her cherry
While the government houses exploded
Yeah I love the way she jumped the counter
In her miniskirt and her leather boots
Well I don't know what I ever did without her
As we hide in the alleyways and the garbage chutes
Yeah we were always running away
Said the fireboy to his little sons
Yeah we were always running away
Oh my darling my precious ones
Come on
Come on
Shoot it at the sun
Come on
Shoot it at the sun
