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I'm scared for the birds I'm scared for the bees I'm scared for the earth I'm scared for its trees I'm scared that you're gonna drown Mr. Fineman, the empire is falling down What about all the daisies? What about all the little Biggies? What about all of the free CDs bumping And all of the sneaker shops on 8th street? I don't mind the rain, yeah The rain is made for dancing But I'm afraid of hurricanes Bang, bang, da, dong, dong, banging The kids can't play outside The kids can't play outside Oh, 'cause the lightning strikes too low And the snipers hit too high I'm not The kids can't play outside The kids can't play outside Oh, 'cause the lightning strikes too low And the snipers hit too high I'm not Letras de canciones Home is firemen, the devil in the White House (Yeah, right now, yeah, right now) Home is firemen, the devil in the White House (Yeah, right now, yeah, right now) Home is firemen, the devil in the White House (Yeah, right now, yeah, right now) Home is firemen, the devil in the White House Yeah, right now, yeah, right now I'm scared for the wind I'm scared for the sea I'm scared for all of the little bitches like me Who wanna follow their dreams But all of the odds against them Don't let it break your faith, baby girl The misunderstood always change the world I'm scared that the ones with vision won't Ever be able to make no decisions I don't mind the rain, yeah The rain was made for dancing But I'm afraid of hurricanes Bang, bang, da, dong, dong, banging The kids can't play outside The kids can't play outside Oh, 'cause the lightning strikes too low And the snipers hit too high I'm not Home is firemen, the devil in the White House (Yeah, right now, yeah, right now) Home is firemen, the devil in the White House (Yeah, right now, yeah, right now) Home is firemen, the devil in the White House (Yeah, right now, yeah, right now) Home is firemen, the devil in the White House Yeah, right now, yeah, right now From Letras Mania