HOUSE BURNING DOWN

Look at the sky turn a hell-fire red
Someone's house is burning down down down down down down down . . .
Well, I asked my friend, 'Where is that black smoke coming from?'
He just coughed and changed the subject and said,
'Oh well, I think it might snow some.'
So I left him sipping his tea,
And I jumped in my chariot and rode off to see
Just why and who could it be this time.
Sisters and brothers, daddies, mothers standing round cryin'.
When I reached the scene the flames were making a gostly whine
So I stood on my horse's back
And I screamed without a crack
I said: "Oh baby why did you burn your brother's house down?"
Look at the sky turn a hell-fire red, Lord
Someone's house is burning down down down down
Look at the sky turn a hell-fire red, Lord
Someone's house is burning down down down down down . . .

Well, someone stepped from the croud
He was nineteen miles high
He shouts, "We're tired and disgusted,
So we paint red through the sky."
I said, "The truth is straight ahead
So don't burn yourself instead
Try to learn instead of burn
Hear what I say."
So I finally rode away
But I'll never forget that day
'Cause when I reached the valley
I looked down across the way
A giant boat from space landed with eerie grace
And came and taketh all the dead away.
Hey! Hey! Hey! Hey!
What do I say?
Look at the sky turn a hell-fire red, Lord
Someone's house is burning down down down down
Look at the sky turn a hell-fire red, Lord
Someone's house is burning down down down down
Look at the sky . . .