On the horizon, the landscape's burning red.
Bushfire. Smoke in your eyes, smoke in your eyes.
If you feel something, that makes you warm all over,
If you got a fire and you can't put it out, got a bushfire.

Rolling through a field of molten flowers;
Burning in a field of molten flowers.
There's a bushfire, there's a bushfire burning, yeah.

Bushfire! Bushfire! Bushfire!

My mind's been going places without me lately.
I need your arms to take me down, take me to the ground.
But I hold back! Get away from the heat.
Hold back! In my field of vision.
Hold back! Baby burning, fire.

Fire in a field of molten flowers,
Fire in a field of molten flowers.
There's a bushfire burning, yeah.
You better hold back! Hold back!

Bushfire! Bushfire! Bushfire!

Well I'm movin' to the beat of a big bushfire.
I'm dancin' to the beat of a big bushfire,
And the flames are warm and getting brighter.

Well everybody loves to dance around the heat and fire
Oh, lightnin' strike twice.
Hey everybody, bask in the afterglow. Bushfire!
Naked light shining over my bed, been lying here too long.
I need your arms to take me down, take me to the ground.

But I hold back. Get away from the heat!
Hold back! In my field of vision.
Hold back! I see smoke, smoke in your eyes.

Bushfire! Bushfire! Bushfire!
The landscape's burning, red hot!

Copyright: Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Writer(s): CINDY WILSON, FRED SCHNEIDER, KATE PIERSON, KEITH STRICKLAND