Bobby
For god´s sake, burn it down
Nothing ever burns down by itself
Every fire needs a little bit of help
Give the anarchist a cigarette
Cos that´s as close as he´s ever gonna get
Bobby just hasn´t earned it yet
That times are changing but he just forgets
Hes going to choke on his harmonica albert
Nothing ever burns down by itself
Every fire needs a little bit of help
Give the anarchist a cigarette
A candy cig for the spoiled brat
Well get albert to write you a cheque
A hell be burning up the air in his personal jet
You know I hate every popstar that I ever met
Nothing ever burns down by itself
Every fire needs a little bit of help
Burn baby burn
Nothing ever burns down by itself
Every fire needs a little bit of help