Dance, locust dance, the private shrug, babe, shoulders assCalamitous child, lost her head in the bell of the trumpet blastI know you just want to be on fireI know you just want to be on fireJam, radio jam, power to the pirate stationsBroadcasting up through the flowery cracks in the pavementI know you just want to be on fireI know you just want to be on fireThe good morning comes like a hit and runWith marmalade sung for everyoneThe good morning comes like a hit and runWith marmalade sung for everyoneThe good morning comes like a hit and runWith marmalade sung for everyoneI know you just want to be on fireI know you just want to be on fireI know you just want to be on fireI know you just want to be on fireStare at the sunFor all we're worthMake you blindBut a fireWill glimpseCause all you needSometimes