Fire - Suburban Legends

Let me spit, stick straight to the point

It was a hot summer night, so pass a joint

You clowns think that living in a van

Will being you blow well I got an another plan

Alright then let’s make things exciting

I’m broke as hell so your money I’ll be hiding

I cut my losses and my credit is so thin

Cuz I laugh all the way from playing in a band

Swallow my pride night after night

I gave you everything I take only whats right

Screams, «Fire!

Fire!»

As the flames just keep growing higher, higher

(Higher, Higher)

Ease back for a second

Think more of than yourself

We’ve got our lives in that box

And it’s all about to melt

At 2am got woken from our sleep

With our world on fire in the middle of the street

You think we’re making money

But that joke it isn’t funny

When you life is on the line

When we’re a slutty band that’s living in a van

That’s going down down down in a blaze of glory

Light the match that takes me too higher

Throwing gasoline on to the…

You killed my pride night after night

I gave you everything I take only whats right