Blackout Problems - House On Fire

Out in the dark
Here in the fields
They separate the wolves right from the sheep
Here in the heart
In the city's streets
They separate the rich, the poor and those in between
We keep our eyes on the ground
And don't ever speak
To the person who whispers for something to eat
Every kid that asks for sex & sweets
Is a present to the preacher who lives what he preaches

HOUSE ON FIRE

Out in the dark
Where misfits meet
I made my decision
More than clear
I would change the running system
‘Cause its running direction
Is the wrong one for most and claims many victims
Who struggle and die while
They strive for perfection
The pursuit of being a happy person
It can't be completed
If your love's not accepted
By a preacher who does not live what he preaches


I thought that it's over
Before we began
To get our KAOS in order
And leave it over our shoulder

HOUSE ON FIRE
This house is on fire