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Letra de Warm by the Fire

We got dead television pyres scraping up to the sky Monuments to our ingenuity We got our mojo working, we got kerosene working Behold the fruits of our industryBehold the crystal night become the crystal day Behold the sidewalks are glisteningFlames rising, the law hides in fear Cars burning, mob surging near It's warm by the fire It's warmer by the fireWe got shopping carts filled with Chanel and Dior In keeping with the new order We took control of the precinct, the whole of thе precinct In Gucci loafers and PradaAs we Segway through the smoking avenues We're where it's at, it's a gas, gas, gas, gasFlames rising, the law hides in fear Cars burning, mob surging near It's warm by the fire It's warmer by the fireOh, LA There will be no respite for the city of angels No escape from the chill of the ice But it's warm by the fire It's warmer by the fire, by the flamesThis is the script I'm not writing This is the scene I'm not in This is the part I'm not reading This is the pool I'm not inThese are the cards I'm not holding This is the state I'm not in This is the role I'm not playing This is not who I amOh, LA There will be no respite for the city of angels No escape from the chill of the ice But it's warm by the fire It's warmer by the fire, by the flames