You hear the sirens You smell the smoke Your house is burning This ain't no joke Your wife is screaming Trapped in your room Your daughter crying What can you do
Little Tommy playin' with matches again Funny thing your son has brought you Hell
Flames rising higher A panic attack Devoured by fire You will Burn!
Smoke's getting thicker The oxygen low Your daugher dead That much you know Your wife still scraming Trapped in the room But for how much longer That's not up to you
Little Tommy playin' with matches again Watching the fire from a safe spot you can tell
I hear the sirens I smell the smoke My house is burning It was all a joke My mommy screaming No where she can go Oh I was just playing I didn't know
Little Tommy playin' with matches again Funny thing your son has brought you Hell Little Tommy playin' with matches again WatchingTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
