Messin´with Fire - Clare Teal, Martin Litton, Nils Solberg

Well there’s some high and mighty people

In this big judgemental world

They’ve got morals, to which they must aspire

But these high and mighty people

They find it so distressing

That everybody’s messin' with fire

Well you told me lots of stories

You said look but do not touch

Well babe we all do things we don’t admire

So don’t sit there and plead with me

Just hush your mouth, take heed of me

Cause everybody’s messin' with fire

It’s a certain kind of hunger, but I guess it’s hard to name

But you’ll know when you start dancing to its tune

And its true there’s always something somewhere

Waiting to burst into flame

Mrs Holier than thou, look who’s got the matches now!

See how the people are carrying secret dreams

Look at all the hearts out there for hire

Well look at all those creeping hands that never learnt their lesson

Cause everybody’s messin' with fire

You know those history books have taught us

That since this world began

Oh so many fingers have been burned

So who are you to tell me how to live my life right here and now?

Take a good look down this list — Baby we’re all arsonists!

You call me Satins other child, and said I’d burn in hell

Well, Sugar Plum I know you’re just a liar

'Cause God gave me his blessing to keep you people guessin'

'Bout everybody messin' with fire

Cause everybody’s messin' with fire

Well everybody’s messin' with fire!