Lyrics:

Which of the witches do you belong?
The one with the eyepatch or the one
That's highly strung
I know you can't trust anymore
How do you capture a photograph?
Put it to sleep, pretend that you are having a laugh
I know you thought you'd had the last

The midgit is fridgid I put it to you
Who's got a match? I've got the petrol to set it to
I know i shouldn't have trusted you
It's making me tense what you're telling me
A series of facts that don't compute the classic way
I guess I'm wrong again anyway
I'm a fire and I'll burn burn burn tonight
I'm a fire and I'll burn burn burn tonight
I'm a fire and I'll burn burn burn tonight
I'm a fire and I'll burn burn burn tonight
I'm a fire and I'll burn tonight
I'm a fire
I'm a fire and I'll burn tonight
I'm a fire

I'm a fire and I'll burn burn burn
I'm a fire and I'll burn burn burn
I'm a fire and I'll burn burn burn
I'm a fire and I'll burn burn burn
I'm a fire and I'll burn burn burn
I'm a fire and I'll burn burn burn
I'm a fire
I'm a fire
I'm a fire