Dance, locust, dance

The prophets shrug their shoulders as

Calamity's child lost her head

In the bell of the trumpet's blast

I know you just want to be on fire

I know you just want to be on fire

Jam, radio, jam

Power to the pirate stations

Broadcasting up through the flowery cracks in the pavement

I know you just want to be on fire

I know you just want to be on fire

The good morning comes like a hit and run

With a marmalade sun for everyone

The good morning comes like a hit and run

With a marmalade sun for everyone

The good morning comes like a hit and run

With a marmalade sun for everyone

The good morning comes like a hit and run

With a marmalade sun for everyone

I know you just want to be on fire

I know you just want to be on fire

I know you just want to be on fire

I know you just want to be on fire

Staring at the sun will only make you blind

But a fiery glimpse is all you need sometimes