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In The Fire

I was on an island kingdom, where the deal was going down
When the natives grew so restless I had to get out of town
So I traveled incognito, aided by the underground
Slipping through the shadows as the drums began to pound

So knock on wood, cross your fingers and toss a horseshoe
The situation’s dire
Knock on wood, cross your fingers and toss a horseshoe, baby
The fat is in the fire
In the fire, in the fire, the fat is in the fire

Now I’m hiding with the rebels, as the dragnet closes in
Sensing apparitions with a whirlwind circling

So knock on wood, cross your fingers and toss a horseshoe
The situation’s dire
Knock on wood, cross your fingers and toss a horseshoe, baby
The fat is in the fire
In the fire, in the fire, the fat is in the fire
The situation’s dire, the fat is in the fire

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