Talking Heads - Burning Down the House

Watch out you might get what you're after Cool baby strange but not a stranger I'm an ordinary guy Burning down the house Hold tight wait 'til the party's over Hold tight we're in for nasty weather There has got to be a way Burning down the house Here's your ticket pack your bag; time for jumpin' overboard Transportation is here Close enough but not too far, maybe you know where you are Fightin' fire with fire All wet yeah you might need a raincoat Shakedown thieves walking in broad daylight Three hundred sixty five degrees Burning down the house It was once upon a place sometimes I listen to myself Gonna come in first place People on their way to work say baby what did you expect Gonna burst into flame My house S'out of the ordinary That's right Don't want to hurt nobody Some things sure can sweep me off my feet Burning down the house No visible means of support and you have not seen nothing yet Everything's stuck together I don't know what you expect staring into the TV set Fighting fire with fire Burning down the house