Fire Pits Songtext
von The Three Johns

All of these streets, they have been cleaned up
By the men strapped in reds and yellows
When the cars begin to run the streets
See my lolies strapped in yellow
I could hear through the concrete and steel
One-two-five lose its reckless surround
Down at the fire pit, men with their hands
They can see what they′re really up against

Oh, the ball of power begins to throb and spin
You can see it getting into motion


Down at the fire pit
Down at the fire pit
Down at the fire pit, steps to shots of gun
Men can see what they're really up against

I could hear through the concrete and steel
One-two-five lose its reckless surround

Oh, the ball of power begins to throb and spin
You can see it getting into motion

It′s getting into motion

Down at the fire pit
Down at the fire pit
Down at the fire pit

Men can see what they're really up against

Oh, the ball of power begins to throb and spin
You can see it getting into motion

It's getting into motion

Down at the fire pit