Housemartins, The - The World's On Fire Lyrics
There's a couple sunbathing on a freshly mown lawn in England
It's a house with a view and all you see is green and blue for miles
The local vicar has pretended that the church is well attended this morning
As he wanders without purpose to the Sunday service he smiles
Oh-ho! What a beautiful morning
Oh-ho! What a sickening feeling
It took this long to make it, now we're throwing it away
Now, I was told not to play with fire
I said, look out church the flames grow higher
I said, watch those flames lick that spire
I said, look our church the falmes grow higher
(The world's on fire)
There's a curtain closed early in an upstairs room in England
And there's a bounce in a walk and the neighbours stop to talk for hours
And when eyebrows are raised at the next song of praise come Monday
Oh-ho! What a beautiful morning
Oh-ho! What a beautiful day
Oh-ho! What a sickening feeling
It took this long to make it, now we're throwing it away
Now, I was told not to play with fire
I said, watch those flames lick that spire
I said, look our church the falmes grow higher
(The world's on fire)
The world's on fire!
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The World’s on Fire
The Housemartins
There's a couple sunbathing on a freshly mown lawn in England
It's a house with a view and all you see is green and blue for miles
The local Vicar has pretended that the church is well attended this morning
As he wanders without purpose to the Sunday Service he smiles
{Oh-ho!} What a beautiful morning
{Oh-ho!} What a beautiful day
{Oh-ho!} What a sickening feeling
It took this long to make it, now we're throwing it away
Now, I was told not to play with fire
I said, look out Church the flames grow higher
I said, watch those flames lick that spire
I said, look our Church the flames grow higher
{The World's on Fire}
There's a curtain closed early in an upstairs room in England
There's a couple misbehaving when they should've been praising Sunday
And there's a bounce in a walk and the neighbors stop to talk for hours
And when eyebrows are raised at the next song of praise come Monday
{Oh-ho!} What a beautiful morning
{Oh-ho!} What a beautiful day
{Oh-ho!} What a sickening feeling
It took this long to make it, now we're throwing it away
Now, I was told not to play with fire
I said, look out Church the flames grow higher
I said, watch those flames lick that spire
I said, look our Church the flames grow higher
{The World's on Fire}
The world's on fire!
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Songwriters: Ian Peter Cullimore / Paul Heaton
I am so sad at the circumstances that made this song come to mind ... love the Housemartins still.
Loved this song back in San Diego CA, 1987. Still love it 29 years later.