Refrain:

I ain't like that anymore

I don't kick off like before

I'm more relaxed, I'm all reformed

I ain't a firestorm

I played a show in Club Delaney

Long, but still they would not pay me

They said times were tough and I said tough times just abound

They said it's all misunderstanding

And I should not be so demanding

In the old days I'd have burned the bastards down

Refrain

I made my way from Spain to France

A naked sort of paper dance

There were stamps to beg for and palms demanding grease

They said there's nothing they could do

They said there's tricks that get you through

Was a time I would have nailed those palms to trees

Refrain

Cause now you've turned my eyes to see

A wider view, a kinder scene

I used to blame the forest for the trees

But you hold my hand and step me back

A love that lights a charcoal past

A trail of ash and burned down memories



Bridge:

I used to flap my tongue like fists of flint against the granite fools

Until sparks blazed in my eyes, it's true

But now I'm done with that, I haven't

Torched the woods to kill one rabbit

Not for years, not until they came and fucked with you

I'm still like that some I know

There's still kindling in my soul

It burns quiet, it burns slow

Until a firestorm explodes