Firetruck Video (MV)

I got message from the maker and he spoke to me
I got a message from the maker oh he said to me
You talk about the summer of disquiet
In the street kids wanna riot
The heat's so hot my pores is poppin
You want some mercy you're gonna get shot
Cause I'm burning up, oh I'm burnin up
Baby baby I'm a Firetruck
I'm burning up I'm burning up pour on the petrol
Man on the line he got horn rimmed glasses
He's making some fun on the warring classes
Said I don't like the people carrying guns
Out in the heat and under the sun
In the desert there's a body stewing
Down in the gulf's always something brewing
Iranian, Iraqian, American out of a garbage can
Israelian, Palestine man, I see the UN and the UN is damned
Oh I'm burning up oh I'm burning up
Baby baby I'm a Firetruck
I'm burning up oh I'm burning up
Pour on the petrol
Pour on the petrol
I look back to my childhood days
I was safe, beneath the waves
I never thought it would come to this
The world is a fool, the world is a fool
In the world in the world
In the world in the world
In the world in the world
In the world in the world
In the world in the world
In the world in the world
In the world in the world
In the world in the world
Pour on the petrol, pour on the petrol
Pour on the petrol, pour on the petrol
Ahhh ha ha haaaaaah