Burning Down the House – Talking Heads 
Watch out you might get what you’re after
Cool babies strange but not a stranger
I’m an ordinary guy
Burning down the houseHold tight wait till the party’s over
Hold tight We’re in for nasty weather
There has got to be a way
Burning down the houseHere’s your ticket pack your bag: time for jumpin’ overboard
The transportation is here
Close enough but not too far, Maybe you know where you are
Fightin’ fire with fireAll wet hey you might need a raincoat
Shakedown dreams walking in broad daylight
Three hun-dred six-ty five de-grees
Burning down the houseIt was once upon a place sometimes I listen to myself
Gonna come in first place
People on their way to work baby what did you except
Gonna burst into flameMy house s’out of the ordinary
That’s might Don’t want to hurt nobody
Some things sure can sweep me off my feet
Burning down the houseNo visible means of support and you have not seen nuthin’ yet
Everything’s stuck together
I don’t know what you expect starring into the TV set
Fighting fire with fire
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