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Throwing Fire (4:53)


It starts good, it goes good.
Pretty happy tune! Huh.
Pretty good. Good beat.
Great pace. Aww. Good guitar, yeah.
I can't make no music to this.
Or can I? Try one ... okay.

Throwing fire, the flames rise higher!
Higher, higher, higher, higher, higher, higher, higher.
Throwing fire, the flames rise higher!
Higher, higher, higher, higher, higher, higher.

Aww, try two...

I won't throw in the towel, even if you throw a fiery vowel. At me - I might howl, but I won't do no worse. This is my universe. Come on do your best, I'll take it as a test, whatever work you're verse, will break when it's caressed. Cause I am the master obsessed, with syllables at best, and digits and content and all gradiented subjects.

Aww, try three...

At best I am only me and if I can't make rhymes that fit I won't flee. I'll keep trying again until they start being swift the beat might stay the same but my rhyme needs a face-lift. A great big one, maybe a wig when it's done! It's Super Fun either way and in the long run it pays off. Even if the whole day passes like runaway clocks. I'll still just rise higher and maybe fire off a stray shot. Cause it might hit someone, or it might hit not, but either way a little glocking might get things hot. And we need this, this here's a slingshot, let's throw a ball of fire up through the ring rocks. Through the ring of rocks.

We need to flame stuff!
Or we'll remain nameless!
A little fire, fire.
Throwing fire.

We need to flame stuff!
Or we'll remain nameless!
A little fire, fire.
Throwing fire.

Yeah, now it's getting somewhere… try four…

Can't get much worse than this can't get much worse than it is then the fact is pure bliss it will get better it will lift. To the sky and fly away, fly high above our age, to the next years and face, the decade with its sanity in place. This is a fiery globe, bent on overload, in a hundred million years or so we will explode! But no worries cause our time ain't now, we can make it hot quick and I'm rhymin' how. Say throw fire, throw fire, spit fire, let the flames rise higher.

Don't need no renegade no nemesis no enema no enemy no ricochet, all them wrist-slitting things pass and go away. We need a temperature like but that's yeah okay no problem we just say arrays of bad words and stay in place. Or light a candle way up there on the mantle and let it burn in lantern. Maybe light a fire, and let the flames rise higher, higher, higher, higher ... higher. I won't throw in the towel, even if you throw a fiery vowel. At me - I might howl for a while, but I won't do no worse. Cause this is my universe. YEAH.

Come on do your best, I'll take it as a test, whatever work you're verse, will break when it's caressed. It can't take no more, say what're fighting for there's fire up on the floor there's fire we'll be devoured. As the flames rise higher, higher, higher, fire, fire. I'm getting tired ...

But it's getting somewhere . . . right? Keep going!

Throwing fire, the flames rise higher!
Higher, higher, higher, higher, higher, higher.
Throwing fire, the flames rise higher!
Higher, higher, higher, higher, higher.

We need to flame stuff!
Or we'll remain nameless!
A little fire, fire.
Throwing fire.

Throwing fire, the flames rise higher!
Higher, higher, higher, higher, higher, higher.
Throwing fire, the flames rise higher!
Higher, higher, higher, higher, higher.

We need to flame stuff!
Or we'll remain nameless!
A little fire, fire.
Throwing fire.

Throwing fire, the flames rise higher!
Higher, higher, higher, higher, higher, higher.
Throwing fire, the flames rise higher!
Higher, higher, higher, higher, higher.

We need to flame stuff!
Or we'll remain nameless!
A little fire, fire.
Throwing fire.

This is the last verse it is and it's fact that it's pure bliss it will get better it will lift. To the sky and fly away, fly high above our age, to the next years and face, the decade with its sanity in place. This is a fiery globe, bent on overload, in a hundred million years or so we will explode! But no worries cause our time ain't now, we can make it hot quick and I'm rhymin' how. Say throw fire, throw fire, spit fire, let the flames rise higher.

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