Piano Fire

I got sunburnt waiting for the jets to land

Circus people with hairy little hands

Can it, boys, strike up the army band

I got sunburnt waiting for the jets

How do you feel?

How do you feel?

I can't seem to see through solid marble eyes

Fiery pianos wash up on a foggy coast

The squeaky old organs have given up the ghost

Fire them up and kill the piano birds

There's creaky old organs burning on the coast

How do you feel?

How do you feel?

I can't seem to breathe with a rusted metal heart

I can't seem to see through solid marble eyes