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 New York's gonna drown
Mr. Fire Man, the empire is falling down
What about all the Lil Jay-Z's?
What about all the Lil 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 was made for dancing
But I'm afraid of hurricanes
Bang bang, the thunder banging

The kid's can't play outside
The kid's can't play outside, no
'Cause the lightning strikes too low
And the snipers hit too high
(I'm not)
The kid's can't play outside
The kid's can't play outside, oh
'Cause the lightning strikes too low
And the snipers hit too high
(I'm not)

Oh Mr. Fire Man the Devil in the White House
Oh Mr. Fire Man the Devil in the White House
Oh Mr. Fire Man the Devil in the White House
Oh Mr. Fire Man the Devil in the White House
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 want to 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, the thunder banging

The kid's can't play outside
The kid's can't play outside, oh
'Cause the lightning strikes too low
And the snipers hit too high
(I'm not)

Oh Mr. Fire Man the Devil in the White House
Oh Mr. Fire Man the Devil in the White House
Oh Mr. Fire Man the Devil in the White House
Oh Mr. Fire Man the Devil in the White House
Yeah, right now, yeah, right now

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Writer(s): Badriia Bourelly, Dante Jones, Jennifer Decilveo