Fire Boy - Intellectual

[Verse 1]

Where has my sister gone?

Says the fire boy to his mother

They gone down to the moratorium

With your crazy little brother

Do you think she might mind if I tag along?

Says the fire boy as he detaches

Here, take me down some petroleum

And a rag and a box of matches

You better hide, you better hide away

The fire boy is purging

You better hide, you better hide away

Yeah, the cops they are surging

Oh, we were always running away

Said the fire boy to his little sons

We were always running away

My darling, my precious ones

I'm gonna go wake up Mary

And together we'll get loaded

I'm gonna bite deep into her cherry

While the government houses exploded

Yeah, I love the way she jumped the counter

In her miniskirt and her leather boots

Well, I don't know what I ever did without her

As we hide in the alleyways and the garbage chutes

Yeah, we were always running away

Said the fire boy to his little sons

Yeah, we were always running away

Oh my darling, my precious ones

Come on

Shoot it at the sun

Come on

Shoot it at the sun