Pyromaniac

Got no money in your pocket
And you keep it buttoned up
But you got a palm to grease
From your half emply cup
That's the way the cookie crumbles
And that cookie sure is crumbling down
I'm no rookie on that side of town

And the man in the middle
Got squeezed just a little
There's no room at the top
'Cos the money bought the lot
And the world keeps on turning
And they fiddle while Rome burns down
Let's play hookie and get out of town

Oh fire is an aprodisiac
Oh give a match to a pyromaniac
Oh fire is an aprodisiac
Oh give a match to a pyromaniac

Put your money where your mouth is
Pay the toll to the thief
For the half full cup
For the half fool chief
That's the way they bake the cake
And take you when they shake you down
Well tell them they can't shake you down

It's the price of admission
It's absolute submission
To the rule of the house
They're the cat you're the mouse
There's no rule they can't break
The rules are made to break you down
Well tell them they can't break you down

Oh fire is an aprodisiac
Oh give a match to a pyromaniac

Burn it down, burn it up
Fire is an aprodisiac
Take them out, bring them in
Give a match to a pyromaniac
Turn them in, turn them out
Fire is an aprodisiac
Lock them up, Lock them in
Give a match to a pyromaniac