Lyrics James Reyne – Burning Wood

All these houses
In a line
Saying hey good morning
So fine

Now that’s a fire
A big bonfire
A big 3 — storey mansion
It’s a smouldering pyre
He loves her
It clicks
When I ski I jump for women’s tricks
Snug interior
The hand of god
So much dirty laundry
In their backyard
Ooh possessions
If you could

Sticks and stones and tombs of burning wood
Sticks and stones and tombs of burning wood
Sticks and stones and tombs of burning wood