And it burns, burns, burns, I went down, down, down as the flames were rising higher The ring of fire Love is a burning thing And it makes a fiery ring Bound by wild desire And I fell into a burning ring of fire And I fell right into a great ring of fire

We didn't start the fire It was always burning Since the world's been turning No we didn't light it But we tried to fight it Harry Truman, Doris Day, Red China, Johnnie Ray South Pacific, Walter Winchell, Joe DiMaggio Joe McCarthy, Richard Nixon,

In the middle of the night You gotta come on, come on Say that we'll be together Come on, come on When I'm in this dream It's like a million little stars Spelling out your name I'm caught up in you Burning brighter than the sun

Raise the guns At every self made suspicion Build the bombs Corrupt policy's decision Our leaders preach if we disagree We're the traitors of society Burning is a fuse to destruction

Oh, he ain't worth missing Oh, we should be kissing Stop all this foolish wishing He ain't worth missing I know your head is turning I know your heart is burning Girl, you gotta listen Don't you know he ain't worth missing He's flying high tonight

Just a kiss on your lips in the moonlight Just a touch of the fire burning so bright No I don't want to mess this thing up I don't want to push too far Just a shot in the dark that you just might Be the one I've been waiting for my whole life So baby I'm

We were born, we were born to get wild I'm up in this bitch to get wild Turn up the sound And play it loud so that everyone who comes around 'Cause we getting crazy Burning down the town We burn it down so that everyone comes around

And I want you to know Burning tyres on the freeway No one in sight Thre's a raging calm Across the land tonight Voice on the radio says Another one's down tonight. It don't matter anymore

You are the star tonight Your sun electric, outta sight Your light eclipsed the moon tonight Electrolite You're outta sight Your eyes are burning holes through me Twentieth century, go to sleep That is obscene Mulholland Drive

There must be lights burning brighter somewhere Got to be birds flying higher in a sky more blue If I can dream of a better land Where all my brothers walk hand in hand Tell me why, oh why, oh why can't my dream come true There must be peace and