Tel Aviv I've got this plan
I think I'd like to share with you
Born from a study of the things
That we humans do
My name is Patrick and
I long to show you
My Garden city and
The ways it might shape all of you
Take all your habits
Picture them in real-time
Imagine all your hopes and fears and
Draw them on a steady line
Fire, Fire, Fire, Fire
Dark is the Dundee and
Bright is the Bombay
Sweet was my summer that I
Spent down in Montpellier
Long is the shadow we have
Cast over all of us
But, my garden city is for the
Noble and for the just
Fire, Fire
This town is on Fire
This town is on Fire
Fire, Fire
This town is on Fire
This town is on Fire
The town is on Fire
Tel Aviv the best-laid plans of
Men have outshone you
The walls have doubled back
On the gardens I grew
You can comprise your space
But eventually in time
The walls with rise
Cast from sandstone and lime
Fire, Fire
This town is on Fire
This town is on Fire
Fire, Fire
This town is on Fire
This town is on Fire
The town is on Fire
The town is on Fire