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Tekster: Breathe Owl Breathe. Drop And Roll.

All of a sudden,
it happened.
I know I saw it comin'...
And I love you.

A chain reaction...
An explosion...
A politician on the television...
And I love you.

Mother, I'm on fire...
I'm on fire half the time.
I can't stop drop and roll.

Well I tried to wake it.
I tried to break it.
I tried to lay it down by the river
Even the river wondered...
Which side are you on?

Well I'm watchin' the news,
the news is watchin' you.
Through the hole in the parachute,
the wind is rushin'...
You're fallin' fast.
They're talkin' fast.
How many lights flash beneath

Mother, I'm on fire...
I'm on fire half the time.
I can't stop drop and roll.

Well I put up my hands when you have a weapon,
I put up my hand when I have a question...

The heart's ammunition,
the mind's ambition to love,
and to let love in...

Mother, I'm on fire...
I'm on fire half the time.
I can't stop drop and roll.