A crumpled future in your fist    The killing streak ascends sun kissed    And the firestarter from within    Pokes out from fever blistered grin    King Salamander that's his name    A desert maker that's his aim    The benign cremator, branding iron in his hand    Eager and willing to torch the land       All fire and brimstone    This jack-o-lantern    He likes to watch the buildings burn       His ardour smoulders, phosphorous flies    He radiates with urgence to hypnotise    Stoke the furnace, feed his need    This thirst for fire is all he seeks    He's the blazing rubber making tracks    The blue touch paper at your back       All fire and brimstone    This salamander king    He basks while all around him burns       `Giddy-up, burn-up, not fade away'    These words ignite and pave his way    `Giddy-up, burn-up, stoke it up and turn it up'    He sings these words in fervid frame       All fire and brimstone    This jack-o-lantern    He likes to watch the pyres burn       Jack be nimble, Jack be quick    Jack jump over the candlestick