I've always had trouble staying still. I stand next to what I hate just for the thrill. Spent the first quarter of my life on a million dollar bill. 'Cause I can't stop staring at the fire. We got our crosses and our buildings built 'em tall. And my book's another brick inside the wall. We sure make ourselves feel busy but we don't do much at all. Except sit around and stare at the fire. And the protesters have gathered in the streets. Opposite a block full of police. But they both have the same problem with God as you and me. It's that they can't stop staring at the fire. Watch it burn burn burn. Watch it burn burn burn. Watch it burn burn burn. Watch it burn burn burn. Went to an ashram a million miles from here. An old man on a blanket appeared. He waved me to come closer and he whispered in my ear. "Son you've got to stop staring at the fire". But all my ego trips come in flocks. And they tell me "Kid it's really not that hot". Take your anxiety and your guilt just throw it all on top. Now I can't stop standing in the fire. Oh watch me burn burn burn. Watch me burn burn burn. Watch me burn burn burn. Watch me burn burn burn. Oh watch me burn burn burn. Watch me burn burn burn. Watch me burn burn burn. Watch me burn burn burn