Fires roasting tonight. Someone is homeless tonight. It’s the same old story. One man’s glory is another man’s plight. I don’t want to bore you, but I must implore you, don’t be so uptight. Tomorrow isn’t so bright. Everything’s not going to be all right. Stand up and fight or take flight. You can’t stop nature, even if you hate your gene-strung might. Only the strong survive, the rest are filled with fright.
Some fire engines drove by.