| Now come and stand
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| See the sights and warm your hands
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| And fan the flame inside of me
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| Been burning all my life
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| So come and set my house alight
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| Yeah, come and set my spirit free
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| Now all is ashes
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| This moribund parade of asses
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| So shake it one more time for me
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| So take these matches off of me
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| And set yourself on fire
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| Fire
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| Coffee at the floor
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| It seemed just like the day before
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| The waiter winked and smiled at me
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| The couple by the bar
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| He burned his bridges, she burned her bra
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| Now somebody has burned the car
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| Sulphur in the air
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| And cracks appearing everywhere
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| Don’t try to stop it, don’t you dare
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| Now see
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| That everything must fall that we may live again
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| So take these matches off of me
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| And set yourself on fire
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| Fire
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| Fire
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| Fire
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| Now it’s so clear to me
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| This bonfire of the vanities
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| So come on everybody, scream
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| A purifying flame
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| And you and I can take the blame
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| A spirit that cannot be tamed
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| Now see
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| That everything must fall that we may live again
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| So take these matches off of me
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| And set yourself on fire
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| Fire
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| Fire
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| Fire
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| Fire
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| Fire
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| Fire
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| Fire |