that woman set herself on fire they said it on the radio they said she lit off the skies of palestine i could not stand to hear them say so i saw the stars come out i saw the oranges on the trees later on they played some carribean song man they sure know how to pick 'em the rich voice burning like a fuse the syncopated rhythms i saw the stars come out i saw the oranges cracking open i saw you standing there orange blossom in your hair going to palestine going to palestine