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Long distance runner, what you standin' there for?
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Get up, get out, get out of the door
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Your playin' cold music on the barroom floor
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Drowned in your laughter and dead to the core.
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There's a dragon with matches that's loose on the town
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Takes a whole pail of water just to cool him down.
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Fire! fire on the mountain!
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Almost ablaze still you don't feel the heat
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It takes all you got just to stay on the beat.
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You say it's a livin', we all gotta eat
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But you're here alone, there's no one to compete.
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If mercy's a business, i wish it for you
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More than just ashes when your dreams come true.
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Fire! fire on the mountain!
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Long distance runner, what you holdin' out for?
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Caught in slow motion in a dash for the door.
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The flame from your stage has now spread to the floor
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You gave all you had. why you want to give more?
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The more that you give, the more it will take
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To the thin line beyond which you really can't fake.
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Fire! fire on the mountain!
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