Some men search for diamonds
Some men lust for gold
Some men die with monkeys on their back
Some souls have already been sold
The rich man he’s so proper
The merchant he’s so neat
The poor man’s down in his getto flat
Just tryin’ to beat the heat
Can’t you feel it
House on fire
Can’t you feel it
House on fire
The father he looks so restless
The mother she looks so faint
The old man’s down on hollywood boulevard
Praying to a dime store saint
They tell a social worker
About a son who will not speak
Yet he’s out working for the government
As a fifty cent side show freak
Can’t you feel it
House on fire
Can’t you feel it
House on fire
