Fire and a Microphone by The Yelling Lyrics
So many people
Becoming my friend
They pause at weekends
And now there's no end
So many things I
I'd like to know
There's so many of them alone
With just a fire and a microphone
Bucking the feather
We got together
We built the fire
To burn a letter
We made each other
The other name
But there's so many on their own
And we don't need the [?]
There's so many of them alone
With just a fire and a microphone
Oh, 1, 2, 3, watch me bleed
And can't you see
That this time I'm going down, down, down
1, 2, 3, watch me bleed
And can't you see
That this time I'm going down, down, down
So many people
They got me loser
Then the accuser
A common chooser
So many things that
They never show
And there's so many of them alone
With just a fire and a microphone
Bucking the feather
We got together
We built the fire
To burn the letters
We made each other
The other name
But there's so many on their own
And we don't need to put them
Oh, 1, 2, 3, watch me bleed
And can't you see
That this time I'm going down, down, down
1, 2, 3, watch me bleed
And can't you see
That this time I'm going down, down, down
So many people
Becoming my friend
They pause at weekends
And now there's no end
So many things I
I'd like to know
There's so many of them alone
With just a fire and a microphone
Yeah, there's so many of them alone
With just a fire and a microphone
There's so many of them alone
With just a fire and a microphone
With just a fire and a microphone
With just a fire and a microphone
Becoming my friend
They pause at weekends
And now there's no end
So many things I
I'd like to know
There's so many of them alone
With just a fire and a microphone
Bucking the feather
We got together
We built the fire
To burn a letter
We made each other
The other name
But there's so many on their own
And we don't need the [?]
There's so many of them alone
With just a fire and a microphone
Oh, 1, 2, 3, watch me bleed
And can't you see
That this time I'm going down, down, down
1, 2, 3, watch me bleed
And can't you see
That this time I'm going down, down, down
So many people
They got me loser
Then the accuser
A common chooser
So many things that
They never show
And there's so many of them alone
With just a fire and a microphone
Bucking the feather
We got together
We built the fire
To burn the letters
We made each other
The other name
But there's so many on their own
And we don't need to put them
Oh, 1, 2, 3, watch me bleed
And can't you see
That this time I'm going down, down, down
1, 2, 3, watch me bleed
And can't you see
That this time I'm going down, down, down
So many people
Becoming my friend
They pause at weekends
And now there's no end
So many things I
I'd like to know
There's so many of them alone
With just a fire and a microphone
Yeah, there's so many of them alone
With just a fire and a microphone
There's so many of them alone
With just a fire and a microphone
With just a fire and a microphone
With just a fire and a microphone