Coal on the Fire

Throw another coal on the fire

Go get the iron and the tire

His hands are black, his knees are red

I can't forget the things he said

He won't regret the things he did

Throw another coal on the fire

Just hang it up, these straits are dire

Those eyes flash green, full of dread

I can't forget the things he said

He won't regret the things he did

Throw another coal on the fire

We work too hard, i'm so tired

Throw another coal on the fire

Throw another coal on the fire

Throw another coal on the fire

Throw another coal on the fire