Let's burn down the cornfield You hide behind the oak tree Stay out of danger 'till I return And we can listen to it burn Oh, it's so good On a cold night To have a fire Burnin' warm and bright And I'll make love to you while it's burnin

Don't stay, run away It's your own fault He has ordered assassination The henchmen are gathered and waiting Your role as usurper is found out Tsarina has warned of the danger That is what we wanted This is where we lay By the light of the moon