Fiery Jack

My face is slack

And the kidneys burn

In the small of my back

Will never learn



Well, I'm not going back

To the slow life

'Cause every step is a drag

And peace is a kite



Of materials you never catch

Come up for a snatch

Up from hell

Once in a while



'Cause I am Jack

From a burning ring

My face is slack

And I think, think, think



I just think, think, think

Too fast to write

Too fast to work

Just burn, burn, burn



I sat and drank

For three decades

I'm forty-five



'Cause I am Jack

From a burning ring

And my face is slack

And I think, think, think



I just drink, drink, drink

Too fast to write

Too fast to work

I just burn, burn, burn



A store man from the slack

They are smart, they are

(Mod)

Their brains are half, they never end

Just follow trends



But I am Jack

From a burning ring

And my face is slack

And I think, think, think



I just drink, drink, drink

Too fast to write

Too fast to work

I just burn, burn, burn



And put down left-wing tirades

And the musical trades

And all free trade

I said eat this grenade



'Cause I am Jack

From the burning ring

My face is slack

And I think, think, think



Just think, think, think

Too fast to work

Too fast to write

I just burn, burn, burn



And put down left-wing tirades

And the musical trades

And all free trade

I said eat this grenade

I said, Doncaster, eat this grenade