Burn Down This Town

This hills are burning, fields turn to steel The big house is haunted with what we don't feel The streets are empty, no one ever comes around So you know they won't make a sound Burn down this town My lungs are blackened with the smoke and sobs So just be a man and finish the job And I'll watch you from this distant place I've found Oh you know I won't make a sound Burn down this town The clapboard jail and the co-op board The garden club and the bedroom door The sprinkled lawn and the mirrored hall The Christmas tree Just burn it all The sky is falling with ash and mud We gotta make the promise, yeah blood to blood So shut the door then slowly turn around Now you know you can't make a sound Burn down this town The clapboard jail and the co-op board The garden club and the bedroom door The sprinkled lawn and the mirrored hall The Christmas tree Just burn it all Burn down this town