Talking Through The Walls

I used to hear him talking through the walls in the night
 The man was not alright
 His mind was ringing tighter than a drum
 He could never tip the scales his way
 He never made the grade
 The regiment fire brigade would take all day
 Always there when the sirens wailed
 The flames were reaching higher
 Cheap thrill and a chance to kill
 He'll turn your house into a funeral pyre
 Don't trust him he's a dangerous man
 The flames feed his desire
 He's done it before, he'll do it again
 He'll set your house on fire
 He used to stand sentry at the caravan door
 And gripped by delusion's claw
 Paranoia would drag him straight through the pub door
 No surprise if the binges went on and on
 He drank 'til the money was gone
 Throw them back as the deeds came on strong
 Always there when the sirens wailed
 The flames were reaching higher
 Cheap thrill and a chance to kill
 He'll turn your house into a funeral pyre
 Don't trust him he's a dangerous man
 The flames feed his desire
 He's done it before, he'll do it again
 He'll set your house on fire
 He ran round the village banging on doors
 There's something about the air on the moors
 Lost in the drink and yelling out "fire"
 Waking up half of Devonshire
 Always there when the sirens wailed
 The flames were reaching higher
 Cheap thrill and a chance to kill
 He'll turn your house into a funeral pyre
 Don't trust him he's a dangerous man
 The flames feed his desire
 He's done it before, he'll do it again
 He'll set your house on
 Don't trust him he's a dangerous man
 The flames feed his desire
 He's done it before, he'll do it again
 He'll set your house on fire