Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Fire at the Firehouse , by - Ludichrist. Song from the album Immaculate Deception, in the genre МеталRelease date: 14.11.1986
Record label: Dead City
Song language: English
Fire at the Firehouse |
| Hey boys and girls, come and gather round |
| And I’ll sing ya little ditty bout ol' Joe Bob |
| Now ol' Joe Bobs' not around today |
| But his spirit lives on, I’m sorry to say |
| Joe Bob was a good ol' boy |
| Dressed in sheets, a rope his toy |
| Thought he was tough, a real man |
| A knight of the Ku Klux Klan |
| It made him sick when people claimed |
| It’s only skin we’re all the same |
| Then one night he hit the sack |
| When he woke up he was black |
| Was no joke, was no dream |
| Joe Bob Black could only scream |
| «Oh my god, holy shit» |
| Oh sweet Jesus |
| Won’tcha look at me? |
| Its like a fire at the firehouse |
| How could this be? |
| I’m like a doctor who get cancer |
| Lord hear my prayers |
| There’s a fire at the firehouse |
| And it’s not fair |
| Now Joe Bob, he was scared |
| And the KKK was mad, so he tried to explain |
| «It's only skin, I’m still the same» |
| They hung Joe Bob from a tree |