Talking Heads - Burning Down the House

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Watch out,
You might get what you’re after.
Cool Babies
Strange but not a stranger.
I’m
an
Or-
di-
nar-
guy.
Burning Down The House.
Hold tight
Wait till' the party’s over.
There
has
got
to
be
way
Burning down the house.
Here’s your ticket pack your bag, time for jumpin' overboard.
Transportation is here.
Close enough but no to far, maybe you’ll know where you are.
Fightin' fire with fire.
All wet,
Here you might need a raincoat.
Shakedown,
Dreams walking in broad daylight.
Three
Hun-
Dred-
Six-
ty-
Five-
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!
Burning down the house!
My house,
Out of the ordinary.
That’s right,
Don’t wanna hurt no-body.
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 stuck together.
I don’t know what you expect starin' into the T.V. set.
Fight fire with fire!