Burning Wood

All these houses

In a line

Saying hey good morning

So fine

Singing oh security

So good

Sticks and stones and tombs of burning wood

Sticks and stones and tombs of burning wood

Now that's a fire

A big bonfire

A big 3 storey mansion

It's a smouldering pyre

He loves her

It clicks

When I ski I jump for womens tricks

Snug interior

The hand of god

So much dirty laundry

In their backyard

Ooh possessions

If you could

Sticks and stones and tombs of burning wood

Sticks and stones and tombs of burning wood

Sticks and stones and tombs of burning wood