I. Burn the World   II. Change It   III. The Last Laugh   IV. My Home Is on the Water   V. Live in Peace   VI. Walkabout   VII. Desert Island  VIII. Burn the World (reprise)  Billy's on the street  Grabbing easy meat  With furious claims  Somebody's killed  Anger's spilled  Vengeance's flames  Robert's on the beat  Looking nice and neat  For a one-sided fight  In his uniform  Looking to perform  With a flashing blue light  He doesn't care  Anything's fair  'Cos he's always right  As the flames of night  Burn equal right  In the wind  Whispering  Why don't you  Burn the world  Sharon's in a state  Coming home late  She's got no escape  From Billy's brute force  To intercourse  In a frenzy of rape  Both defiled  By the crowded wild  As the time bomb of hate  Modernises demise  As Robert dies  In the same hail of lise  His masters devise  And pretend suprise  As fiery cries  Begin to rise  Whispering  Why don't you  Burn the world  Change it  Rearrange it  Derange it  In the name of burning spirit  The passanger on the planet  The guinea pig chasing sunset  To the last laugh he'll ever get  Hahahahahahaha  O no I don't believe it  The passanger guiding sunset  To the kill  To the kill  Fossilise it (my home)  To a standstill  Home is on the water  The rainbow warrior runs  Against the fashion passion(s)  Philosophies of guns  Where issues are invited  To front up savage fun  By the ignorant and spineless  Out of touch with 'everyone'  Home  I wish I had an acre  Instead of just a slot  Somewhere that I could take her  Where the world could mean a lot  Instead of being cyphers  In a brave new council block  With endless empty neighbours  And an ever bolted lock  Home  And soon I'll be taking my leave  Forever  Is it better to laugh than to grieve  When it doesn't matter  Whether I am evermore  Or whether I am  Anymore?  Home  Gonna paint my room like a desert island  With yellow sand and blue lagoon  Invite you all to come and live there  One afternoon  It'll be when no-one's looking  More likely that not  We'll close the door and turn the sky up  Find a good spot  Air fire water earth you were paradise  I'm sorry about me  I was under the impression  That you were free and easy  Gonna paint my room like a desert island  With clear skies and rising swell  Leave the creeps on the jaded horizon  In Wall Streets of Hell  I must say goodbye to the blindfold  And pursue the ideal  The planet becoming the hostess  Instead of the meal  Air fire water earth you were paradise  I'm sorry about me  I was under the impression  That you were free and easy  To plunder  Rubbish on the air  Everywhere  Blood pressure drives  Forests fall  At the beck and call  Of the cat with nine lives  The stratosphere  Can disappear  And have no effect  On the red of mars  Or the nearest stars  Or anything else  Except  The poems in the wind  Whispering  Why burn the world?