FIREMAN

We’re cut loose. I’m all alone.

This blood flows. Cold as stone.

Watch them dig and scrape for gold.

Now it lives down in the hole.

Mother, what happens next?

 

With no judge in it’s eyes.

One by one is how we die.

Mother, what happens next?

 

Cause I can’t wait to see the thrilling conclusion to this…

 

When the fireman’s been burned down.

When the flames rage and the water’s gone.

Mother, what happens next?

 

PLAYERS

Michele Van Kleef -

Background Vocals

 

Albert Reda -

Bass, Lead Vocal

 

Jim Walker -

Drums, Percussion, Acoustic Guitars, Electric Guitars,

Piano and Solo, Synth, B3 Organ, Background Vocals