Roger C. Miller - Into the Fire lyrics

Someone gathers the best ideas And burns them Something's broken Someone's spoken Of no return Burn all the rabid ideas Out in the hallway Something comes in a great procession Calling my name And I don't know why I do what I do I can break that window I can hurl myself into that fire Into that fire burns Burns Now the cycle's spinning down But no one No one at all Comes out of the forest with a magic wand to spell me Electric burns in its camoflauge Won't clear the air Something comes in a great procession Calling my name And I don't know why I do what I do I can smash that doorway I can hurl myself into that fire Is that free Calling me To that fire Here I go Burning slow In that fire Into that fire Baby burn baby burn baby burn Burn