her body is wrapped in shadow
the face is built of cinders
and panic tears thr'o your sihouette
as you're squeezed by burning fingers
and he's crackling...
in the colours, teeth of gelignite
when he sighs his song and pirouettes
through a dance of....
dynamite! we are fireworks,
slowly glowing, bold and bright!
we are fireworks,
burning shapes, into the night!
his fuel is our frustration
and dreams begin to ache
but all the while we wear a party smile
and happily we shiver
happily we shake
oh, shake shake shake
we are fireworks, slowly glowing bold and bright
we are fireworks, burning shapes into the night!
twist and turn, burn burn,
twist and turn, burn burn burn