Burning Down The House

lyrics by Michael Oatman
to the tune of "Burning Down The House" by Talking Heads
(c) 11 January 2021 Fli Bi Nite Music, Ltd. (MRLCH)
Get them out
Ah

Watch out, you might get what you're after
Cruel baby, strange and maybe nazi
You're a white supremist guy
Burning down the house

Hold tight, the Party's so much over
Hold tight, we're in for nasty weather
There must never be the day
Burning down the house

Here's your ticket pack your bags
Time for Gitmo fir'ng squad
Transportation is here

Close enough but way too far,
I think I know who you are
Fightin' fire with fire, huah

Ah Shit, hey you might need a lawyer
Shakedown, hate walking in broad daylight
One hundred thirty eight house reps
Burning down the house

One hundred fifty six years past
Sometimes, you ought to hear yourself
You'll never come in first place

People on their way to work say 
baby what did you expect
Gonna burst into riots

Go to jail
Burning down the house

Our house, is for Democracy now
That's right, don't want to hurt nobody
Some Things We Sure Don't Want To Repeat!
Burning down the house

No visible means of support 
Must be living in mom's basement
Conspiracies brought together

I don't know what Trump expects
staring into the TV set
Fightin' fire with fire, huah

Yea
Burning down the house
Burning down the house
Burning down the house