Two women walking down the path
On the outskirts of town
People shouting out
She says she'd like to burn the place to the ground
And the older woman bows her head
And starts to laugh

Burn down this town
Burn down this town.

Paper thrown through windows in the street
Falls like snow or blossom in the wind
She reaches out her hand and links it
Through the other woman's arm
And at last she knows
They'll never return.

Men walk through them with their eyes to the ground
Some look at them some turn the other way.

Rainbow over the hill
Godless music squalls
Like wind-chimes bitter calls
Like screams.

Burn down this town
Burn down this town.

She wears a blue dress
She wears black beads
Her head is turning west

Burn down this town
Burn down this town.