Lyrics:

Albert! Whoa
Bobby! Whoa
For gods sake burn it down!
Nothing ever burns down by itself
Every fire needs a little bit of help
Nothing ever burns down by itself
Every fire needs a little bit of
Give the anarchist a cigarette
'Cos that's as close as he's ever gonna get
Give the anarchist a cigarette
Bobby just hasn't earned it yet
Give the anarchist a cigarette
The times are changing, but he just forgets
Give the anarchist a cigarette
He's gonna choke on his harmonica, Albert
Nothing ever burns down by itself
Every fire needs a little bit of help
Nothing ever burns down by itself
Every fire needs a little bit of
Give the anarchist a cigarette
A candy cig for the spoilt brat
Give the anarchist a cigarette
We'll get Albert to write you a cheque
Give the anarchist a cigarette
And he'll be burning up the air in his personal jet
Give the anarchist a cigarette
You know I hate every pop star that I ever met

Nothing ever burns down by itself
Every fire needs a little bit of help
Nothing ever burns down by itself
Every fire needs a little bit of
Give the anarchist a cigarette
Burn baby burn burn baby burn
Give the anarchist a cigarette
Burn baby burn burn baby burn
Give the anarchist a cigarette
Burn baby burn burn baby burn
Give the anarchist a cigarette
Burn baby burn burn baby burn
Nothing ever burns down by itself
Every fire needs a little bit of help
Nothing ever burns down by itself
Every fire needs a little bit of help
Nothing ever burns down by itself
Every fire needs a little bit of help
Nothing ever burns down by itself
Every fire needs a little bit of help
Nothing ever burns down by itself
Every fire needs a little bit of help
Nothing ever burns down by itself
Every fire needs a little bit of help
Nothing ever burns down by itself
Every fire needs a little bit of help
Nothing ever burns down by itself
Every fire needs a little bit of help
Nothing ever burns down by itself
Every fire needs a little bit of help
Nothing ever burns down by itself
Every fire needs a little bit of