See him running from the porch Like some kind of human torch. Orange tendrils everywhere, Acrid stench of burning hair. Flailing like a drowning bird, In the dirt he scrawls this word OH MY GOD I'M ON FIRE Burning bright from head to shoe, Stopping, dropping, rolling too! La la la la la la la la la la la la la la laaaa. Local news is on the scene see the writing on the screen! OH MY GOD I'M ON FIRE SOMEBODY PUT ME OUT FOR CRYING OUT LOUD I can hear the neighbor say, "Never liked him anyway. " As I watch on my TV They sweep away his dusty plea OHMYGODIMONFIREEEEEEEEEEEEEE