"Burning Down the House" by Talking Heads

Watch out  you might get what youre after
Cool babies  strange but not a stranger
     Im an ordinary guy
     Burning down the house

Hold tight  wait till the partys over
Hold tight  Were in for nasty weather
     There has got to be a way
     Burning down the house

Heres your ticket pack your bag: time for jumpin overboard
     The transportation is here
Close enough but not too far, Maybe you know where you are
     Fightin fire with fire

All wet  hey you might need a raincoat
Shakedown  dreams walking in broad daylight
     Three hun-dred six-ty five de-grees
     Burning down the house

It was once upon a place sometimes I listen to myself
     Gonna come in first place
People on their way to work  baby what did you except
     Gonna burst into flame

     My house  Sout of the ordinary
     Thats might  Dont want to hurt nobody
     Some things sure can sweep me off my feet
     Burning down the house

No visible means of support and you have not seen nuthin yet
     Everythings stuck together
I dont know what you expect starring into the TV set
     Fighting fire with fire