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Songtexte: Offspring, The. Burn It Up.

I think I'm burning up inside

I think I'll take a little ride

I'm gonna light up everything in sight

I'll drive up on your yard

And throw a Molotov cocktail at your car

Then another one in the local bar



Ignition

They call it an obsession but I think it's kinda bitchen'

I think it's kinda neat

Yeah, I'm a pyro

I wanna burn it up

Yeah, I'm a pyro



Tonight this 'hood will be a pyre

I'm gonna set your house on fire

I'll dance around the pretty flames

Such a wonderful game



I want to make a tiki torch

I'm gonna throw it on your porch

Then I'm gonna run away

And come back another day

So many houses, so little time

So many reasons, I'm not a crime

I'd like to set you up

I'd like to set you up