Kids drinking gin on the, the front lawn The kids see that man walking down the dirt road These kids see the sky and they think of him dressed in flames Kids walk behind, slowly stalk, that old man
To get older still To get older still To get older still To get older still
These kids followed him to his shed Where he turns on the radio and smokes a cig These kids come with gasoline and they strike a match
To get older still To get older still To get older still To get older
