Hair On Fire

the fire from my hair lights a dark parade

i could see the love or i could see the hate

either way i know i choose

i hold some figure of a porcelain saint

and cry for a time when i'm not a slave

i pray and pray to be brave

i take off the monkey who's got my hat

i turn around and the monkey's back

the monkey on me is a tricky old thing

with half a heart i still insist

the beauty is she still resists

until i know that my heart is burnin'

i'm a man with my hair on fire

i'm a one with my hair on fire

i'm a man with my hair on fire

the old man says as he takes his coat

don't look there 'less you want to go

the lake that you want is only over there

don't get tragic and don't get glib

all you gotta know this is all there is

all our hair's on fire run together

i can take the high road, take the low

either way i know i'm gonna go

at least i know i am on my way

my hair's on fire and that's a fact

i can go to the lake and i can run back

either way i know i'm going naked