it s a bit like a trip but you hit it with a slip of a tongue like a whip and we re sinking it ain t cool to be cool though you may think it a laudable tool of self evaluation of ego cultivation and i m rolling my eyes like the stones for the lies is it really all about the size or just a simple vice oh and it makes the news oh cause it sings the blues i feel the fire flare alight inside me higher so i can see and aspire to survive this fight in spite of liars and travesty oh fire did you think that i d blink that i d go and take the ink to your control that i d sell my soul and does it ring any bells that it sells that we re living out of shells in a shotgun if we couldn t shoot we d have to run and finally the cerebral fantasy better genes and machines so we can die looking like we re teens like snapshot scenes in smithereens oh and the ones we choose oh witch hunting fools fire flare alight inside me higher so i can see and aspire to survive this fight in spite of liars and travesty oh fire  oh there it is in the news again look there it goes singing the blues again there it is in the news again look there it goes singing the blues again there it is in the news again look there it goes singing the blues fire return my joy cause i m so tired tired of me inspire the weary eyed to see the ire and irony oh fire