Lyrics Burning Down - R.E.M.

Burning Down

From the back of my neck, oh, oh, oh Wired a glass jaw, oh, oh Plantation burning your boat is coming in Strum your jew’s-harp, you’re reeking gin
Running water in a sinking boat
Going under but they’ve got your goat
Burning down — my hands are tied my feet are bound
Burning down — can’t you see that my hands are bound
Johnny Mike is reading in the yard
His story’s timely, oh, oh, oh What river is it anyway, radio
Not in a boat, in your ear
(repeat chorus)
You pick your island in the sun
Take your island off he’s got a gun
Burning down — my hands are tied my feet are bound
Burning down — can’t you see that my hands are bound
He’s cooking in the woods, a brush fire in your neck
Feeling mighty mighty, oh, oh, oh You can pick your island in the sun
Take your island off he’s got a gun
(repeat chorus)