From the recording Thursday the 12th
Lyrics
It's 451 in here.
Get your fire hose.
Don't fall!
You've got a hard road to haul
and that ain't all.
You've got to hold it for your your heirs.
If you don't wanna hear, "Nothing to fear,"
Have your beer on me.
Don't see me.
We're here to help you find your way back home.
I'd not hesitate and feel the way you frown.
Down, down, down, down, down, down, down, down, down, down,
You'll fall.
Free.
You can fall alone and free.
Burn, burn, burn, burn, burn, burn down, down, down, down,
You will fall far and frown.
They're burning us down.