Song parody of
No Smoke Without Fire
by Pete Smith
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Has been never been
Prom Queen well so it seems
Time flies fast by
Gone in the blink of eye
Coming down from brand new high
Feeling down by you'll be alright
Eyes as black as a cloudless sky
Sleep all day but your up all night
Prescription pills with out no scripts
Shaky hands you need to get a grip
No change on your window sill
To feed your kids but still have your pills
Four kids dads not around
Milk carton no lost no found
He's moved in with some girl around the corner
He'll do the same to her you better warn her
No smoke without fire
Or tears without pain
Flooded streets and house fires
One way on a runaway train
No smoke without fire
Or tears without pain
Flooded streets and house fires
One way on a runaway train
Causing trouble in a empty house
Little man with the big bad mouth
Bully claims to had a hard life
Now the victims carrying a knife
Two wrongs don't make one right
In the end we all have to fight
Do what you do to protect yourself
Mind body and your mental health
No smoke without fire
Or tears without pain
Flooded streets and house fires
One way on a runaway train
No smoke without fire
Or tears without pain
Flooded streets and house fires
One way on a runaway train
We've all got blood on our hands
And your souls ain't so clean
You talk about big plans
Your talk is so cheap
Your drowning in quick sand
We're all just sheep
Doing what we're told
Waiting for the big sleep
Foreign man on foreign land
Need your help can you lend a hand
We're all the same just colours change,
Accents and different names.
Religion, murder and peace
Suicide bombers, beasty priests
All in the name of some good book
If you're looking for god
Shes in your house have a look
The media wants your kids to believe
It's cool to be like these pricks on TV
Fat, thin, foods no sin
As long as you're happy in your own,
Your own skin
No smoke without fire
Or tears without pain
Flooded streets and house fires
One way on a runaway train
No smoke without fire
Or tears without pain
Flooded streets and house fires
One way on a runaway train
No smoke without fire
Or tears without pain
Flooded streets and house fires
One way on a runaway train
No smoke without fire
Or tears without pain
Flooded streets and house fires
We're not to blame
Has been never been
Prom Queen well so it seems
Time flies fast by
Gone in the blink of eye
Coming down from brand new high
Feeling down by you'll be alright
Eyes as black as a cloudless sky
Sleep all day but your up all night
Prescription pills with out no scripts
Shaky hands you need to get a grip
No change on your window sill
To feed your kids but still have your pills
Four kids dads not around
Milk carton no lost no found
He's moved in with some girl around the corner
He'll do the same to her you better warn her
No smoke without fire
Or tears without pain
Flooded streets and house fires
One way on a runaway train
No smoke without fire
Or tears without pain
Flooded streets and house fires
One way on a runaway train
Causing trouble in a empty house
Little man with the big bad mouth
Bully claims to had a hard life
Now the victims carrying a knife
Two wrongs don't make one right
In the end we all have to fight
Do what you do to protect yourself
Mind body and your mental health
No smoke without fire
Or tears without pain
Flooded streets and house fires
One way on a runaway train
No smoke without fire
Or tears without pain
Flooded streets and house fires
One way on a runaway train
We've all got blood on our hands
And your souls ain't so clean
You talk about big plans
Your talk is so cheap
Your drowning in quick sand
We're all just sheep
Doing what we're told
Waiting for the big sleep
Foreign man on foreign land
Need your help can you lend a hand
We're all the same just colours change,
Accents and different names.
Religion, murder and peace
Suicide bombers, beasty priests
All in the name of some good book
If you're looking for god
Shes in your house have a look
The media wants your kids to believe
It's cool to be like these pricks on TV
Fat, thin, foods no sin
As long as you're happy in your own,
Your own skin
No smoke without fire
Or tears without pain
Flooded streets and house fires
One way on a runaway train
No smoke without fire
Or tears without pain
Flooded streets and house fires
One way on a runaway train
No smoke without fire
Or tears without pain
Flooded streets and house fires
One way on a runaway train
No smoke without fire
Or tears without pain
Flooded streets and house fires
We're not to blame
