Lyrics:

The house on Auburn Street is burning to the ground
Fire trucks on the lawn and a crowd is gathered round
An apparition in a small suburban town
The house on Auburn Street is burning to the ground
Birthdays and barbecues - come on you sleepy head
He watched the evening news while she put us both to bed
Drowsing in our room, and drifting in the dark
In the house on Auburn Street waiting for our lives to start
You were the older one and I never saw you cry
Always the bolder one; nothing that you wouldn't try
I found you on the roof shooting sparks into your veins
And staring vacantly across the green suburban plains
There were rescue missions, ultimatums and promises of love
They did the best they could, oh but it was never quite enough
The sparks are flying now like fireworks in July
The dogs are barking now and the kids are hypnotized
And I should be crying now, but I'm laughing at the joke
Cause the house on Auburn Street is going up in smoke
The house on Auburn Street is going up in smoke