| Long distance runner, what you standing there for?
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| Get up, get off, get out of the door
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| You played cold music on the barroom floor
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| Drown in your laughter and dead to the core.
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| There’s a dragon with matches that’s loose on the town
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| Take a whole pail of water just to cool him down.
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| Fire! |
| Fire on the mountain!
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| Fire! |
| Fire on the mountain!
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| Fire! |
| Fire on the mountain!
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| Fire! |
| Fire on the mountain!
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| Almost ablaze still you don’t feel the heat
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| It takes all you got just to stay on the beat.
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| You say it’s a living, we all gotta eat
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| But you’re here alone, there’s no one to compete.
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| If mercy’s a business, I wish it for you
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| More than just ashes when your dreams come true.
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| Fire! |
| Fire on the mountain!
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| Fire! |
| Fire on the mountain!
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| Fire! |
| Fire on the mountain!
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| Fire! |
| Fire on the mountain!
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| Long distance runner, what you holding out for?
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| Caught in slow motion in a dash for the door.
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| The flame from your stage has now spread to the floor
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| You gave all you had, why you wanna give more?
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| The more that you give, the more it will take
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| To the thin line beyond which you really can’t fake.
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| Fire! |
| Fire on the mountain!
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| Fire! |
| Fire on the mountain!
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| Fire! |
| Fire on the mountain!
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| Fire! |
| Fire on the mountain! |