Brian Eno - Babys on Fire текст песни

Babys on fire

Better throw her in the water

Look at her laughing

Like a heifer to the slaughter

Babys on fire

And all the laughing boys are bitching

Waiting for photos

Oh the plot is so bewitching.

Rescuers row row

Do your best to change the subject

Blow the wind blow blow

Lend some assistance to the object

Photographers snip snap

Take your time shes only burning

This kind of experience

Is necessary for her learning

If youll be my flotsam

I could be half the man I used to

They said you were hot stuff

And thats what babys been reduced to.

Juanita and juan

Very clever with maracas

Making their fortunes

Selling second-hand tobaccos

Juan dances at chicos

And when the clients are evicted

He empties the ashtrays

And pockets all that hes collected

But babys on fire!

And all the instruments agree that

Her temperatures rising

But any idiot would know that.