Lyrics:

This song is criticizing the super-wealthy and their decadent but meaningless lifestyle, which he takes pleasure in destroying.
No junk food, just earthly goods
I ate weird berries in the woods
Now I'm seeing colors; I'm getting higher
I think I'll start a forest fire

There's a forest fire climbing the hill
Burning wealthy California homes
Better run, run, run, run, run
Run from the fire
But some of us stay and watch
And we think of your insurance costs
And we laugh, laugh, laugh, laugh, laugh
Laugh at your lives

Windows covered with bars
Security guards
Is that a house or a fortress
Against the rest of the world?
Windows covered with bars
Security guards
Is that a house or a prison
How you gonna get out?

Electric bull and your tennis courts
Pink sports cars and your boats
Getting fried, fried, fried, fried, fried
Fried by the fire
Windows covered with bars
Floodlights for the yard
It's a pleasure to watch you
Watch it all melt

But hey! What about the cocaine
Stockpiled in the basement?
Be a hero and save it
You know you're gonna need it

Where's your brand-new, pretty wife?
She might still be inside
Either save her or your cocaine
From the fire
But the gates and doors are locked
'Cause the burglar alarms went off
Ever wonder why we laugh, laugh
At your lives?

Windows covered with bars
Fences spiked with barbed wire
Never looked so helpless
Engulfed in flames
Cameras watchin' the walls
Don't forget the dogs
Now you're trapped in your prison
How you gonna get out?

Yeah
See the gerbil
Run, run, run, run, run, run, run, run, run
Run, run, run, run, run, run, run, run, run
Run, run, run, run, run, run, run, run, run
From the fire