Flamin' Shoe - Grant-Lee Phillips

All these rats are swimmin' for the land

They ain’t goin' down with the captain

Same old rats that took a bite outa' me

Darling way back when the word was mutiny

Nothin' but a raft to carry me and my girl

They just wrote us off

Till we turned up blazing torches on their docks

One night we’re gonna' burn 'em down

And the same goes for those who underestimate

Said the love of my life was just another blind date

You know I hardly had a single word edgewise

Before the true believers started to drop like flies

But I don’t see 'em out parading arm in arm

I see 'em dodging cars in harm’s way

You think with so many words of wisdom they could fill up a library

But one night I’d have to burn it down

One night I’d have to burn it down

I can think of at least fourteen ways to disappear

No I don’t need to be told when it’s plain as day I’m in the minority here

But why must all the horrible people have all the cheer

Blue green grass is standing somewhere still

I know it is even if it’s over landfill

I got to think that there’s still a tiny patch

To raise some hens and watch those chickens hatch

Browsing through the almanac I watch the stars

That plummet now and then

And I’m waiting for a flamin' shoe to drop on us again

One night gonna burn it down

One night we’re gonna burn it down