| Fireman, I didn’t expect to see you again
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| The fever burning, hatred in flames
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| I guess we just keep playing these games
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| Hush now baby, don’t you cry
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| Momma gonna build you a great big fire
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| And if that fire can’t melt your bones
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| You won’t be smoking all alone
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| It’s the fireman
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| A heat haze summer falls all over this land
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| The dry roots crackle, the smoldering sun
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| Now you’ve got to suffer for everyone
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| Hush now baby don’t you weep
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| Daddy’s gonna get you well away from this heat
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| And if that heat still singe your hair
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| There’s just one man who can take you there
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| And if that man has turned to ash
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| Daddy’s gonna change things with the lure of cash
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| And if that money can’t soothe your burns
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| There’s just one man who can make you learn
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| It’s the fireman
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| I didn’t expect to see you again
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| The fever burning, hatred in flames
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| I guess we just keep playing these games
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| Fireplace, fireside
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| Fire when you see the whites of their eyes
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| Fire ahead, fire below
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| Fire such-and-such and so-and-so
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| Firewood, firewheel
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| Fire extinguished, fire and steel
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| Fire a shot when you need to feel
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| Fire one up for after the meal |