Tobacco's Last Stand

I heard you what the problem is

I didn't hear you both

You're coming through

Like weird electric jive

Bumming your role

I'm playing your role

Will you love me come Saturday?

Yeah I know it's too hard to plan it

And will the attachment stay attached?

Until destroyed by a match

Watch it burn a light in the night

Watch it burn a light in the night

Fire cleanses a soul

Fire cleanses a spirit

But I don't wanna hear it

Through a box with wires

I wanna taste it with my own two eyes

Burn baby burn

Burn baby burn baby burn baby burn