Oh brother may we all die young,
We're forever gonna fill out lungs,
With ash from the fire,
Crackling inside our bones,

Little mama can you dance like that,
After all you seem so sad,
For southern California,
Wealthy lover all alone,

If we are the fire,
We can burn until we're higher,
Never gonna come back down,

Big guns and no great war,
Paper hearts we fill,
With store bought crosses,
Sorry for your losses,
But I won't cry,

All is fair in love and war,
So goodnight, goodbye,
Good morning darling,
I'm just calling to testify,

If we are the fire,
We can burn until we're higher,
Never gonna come back down,

Wake up quarter till three,
Fill my veins with gasoline,
And work for hours,
Deep in this machine,

Burn bright now wicker man,
You soon will lose your stance,
And crumble,
Nothing but rumble,
And broken dreams,

If we are the fire,
We can burn until we're higher,
Only just to come back down,

We are the fire