Kitchen Fire Songtext
von Timbuk 3

Kitchen fire, kitchen fire, kitchen fire

Something′s burning, supper is late
The family's waiting patiently by
Something′s burning, the bird on the grill
Discovered today a new way to fly

Red hen, rising again
Out the window she goes
No looking back, no pausing to pack
Her hairbrush or her clothes

Something's burning, starting to catch
Wet like a match to dreams made of wood
Something's burning the little house down
Flames flying around the neighborhood


Red hen, rising again
Out the window she goes
No looking back, no pausing to pack
Her hairbrush or her clothes

Something′s burning, the bird on the grill
Discovered today a new way to fly

At the crackling of the fire
There′s a dog who fiercely barks
But he can't drown out the choir of sparks

Kitchen fire, kitchen fire, kitchen fire
Kitchen fire, kitchen fire, kitchen fire

Red hen, rising again
Out the window she goes
No looking back, no pausing to pack
Her hairbrush or her clothes

Something′s burning, the bird on the grill
Discovered today a new way to fly