Firewall
from What's-His-Name
Words and music by Bob Carr
Copyright 1995 Bar/None Records

I'm cooking field hens
Armed with a feather and a foil shield
I can't go under without you

I'm staring down Phantoms
I can't see their eyes but I feel their heat
Feel it burning through

I'm looking for a firewall
To shield me from everything that burns
I'm looking for a firewall
To protect me from a world that turns
Faster and faster

I'm the only one awake in this sleepy town
I see it all run down
I made the sound
Listen to the sirens pierce the night
They come from me
Another local clown starts feeling around

I'm looking for a firewall
To shield me from everything that burns
I'm looking for a firewall
To protect me from a world that turns
Faster, faster
Friction creates the heat
And then it's a disaster

Faster and faster
Watch him become another son
They'll be hiding from
Got a long run
Feel the disaster
Taste the heat
The sea is my tongue
And I am hardly done
I'm not done

I'm looking for a firewall
To shield me from everything that burns
I'm looking for a firewall
To protect me from a world that turns
I'm looking for a firewall
To shield me from everything that burns
I'm looking for a firewall
To protect me from a world that turns
Faster and faster


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