Fire in the belly
That burns up to the heart
Fire in the gallery
That burns up all the art
Fire in the church
That burns the holy part
Fire in the street
Where student protests start
I can hear the fire bells
ringing in the city tonight
Can you see them running
Yelling hell hath no fury
Like woman scorned might
For the flames are licking
like tongues of beating feet
Fire dancers roaming
Through the rainy streets
Kettle drummers drumming
Bo peep has lost her sheep
All the fine beachcombers
Are looking for ants teeth
Any anti rollers fighting with belief
Dance on you crazy dancers
Against dark days of grief
Dancing shall give you answers
And each time you move your feet
Dreams like prayers of prancers
Are sent up to God's relief
So dance into tomorrow
Let daylight take your sorrow
All hail Great Queen Swallow
Who returns to love
The black-hearted beast
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