always startin' fires You grown up criers, now here's a pair of pliers Get a job like your mother, I heard she fixes old dryers You have no desires, your father fixes tires
Burn your fire on the altar Leave a candle on the porch I'm still too far away to see it But I'm aching for its warmth And I'm so tired and cold and
can keep Except when I'm tired 'Cept when I'm being caught off guard And I've had a lonesome awful day The conversation finds its way To catching fire-flies Out in the backyard
neighborhoods in hot pursuit I landed on little league fields Now no more war games this is real Hopping fences parking lots Their blaring sirens firing
respect Block my path and I'll make a passin' lane through your neck I'm tired, frustration got me wired to blow One reason I'm quick to drink or fire
I'm Public Enemy number one One - One - One One - One - One One - One - One For all you suckers - liars, your cheap amplifiers You crossed up wires are always starting fires
