Don't got no problems
Ain't got no suitcase
Ain't got no clothes to worry about
Ain't got no jewlery or real estate or gold mines to hang me up
I just throw in my hand
With the silliest bunch in the land
They don't look much
They sure chilly chilly
They positively glow glow huh
Chilly down with the fire gang
Think small with the fire gang
Bad hep with the fire gang
When your thing gets wild chilly down
Chilly down with the fire gang
Act tall with the fire gang
Good times, bad food
When your thing gets wild chilly down, chilly down
So when things get too tough
And your chin is dragging on the ground
And even down looks up
Bad luck, heh
We can show you a good time
And we don't charge nothin'
Strut your nasty stuff
Wiggle in the middle
Yeah get the town talkin' fire gang
Chilly down with the fire gang
Think small with the fire gang
Bad hep with the fire gang
When your thing gets wild chilly down
Chilly down with the fire gang
Think small with the fire gang
Good times, bad food
When your thing gets wild chilly down
Chilly down with the fire gang
Think small with the fire gang
Bad hep with the fire gang