I've got some moves up my sleeve,
I've got an army of hands,
I've got experiments best kept in the cellar.
I've got a conscience with sides that choose comfort each time, and
yet these words still echo.

We threw money on the fire jst to keep the fire alight.
Our hands illuminate the sky, set our fingers n fire, as we watch them burn.

Throw money on the fire.

We threw money on the fire just to keep the fire alight yeah we threw
more, more, more.
We threw money on the fire jst to keep the fire alight.