The trees are on fire  But only a few  Their smoke, their breath  Reminds me of you  And the fire at st jude    All of this when  I thought you were winning  Only something up ahead  Your arms bent by your side  A questioning pose  Before an answer arose    At the fire at st jude  At the fire at st jude  The red engines roaring  Lights spinning  Everyone's sick  Wheres my baby    The fire quick spread  So stand by and watch  It form ahead  Taking on arms  But your kindness  Disagrees with its evil  Your kindness is like water    At the fire at st jude  At the fire at st jude  The red engines roaring  Lights spinning  Everyone's sick  Wheres my baby  Wheres my baby  Wheres my baby