Oh, sweet thing,
Zion doesnt love you,
Babylon dont love you,
But you love everything.
Oh, you saint,
America dont love you,
So I could never love you,
In spite of everything.
In the dark of this place, theres the glow of your face,
Theres the dust on the screen, of this broken machine,
And I cant help but feel, that I made some mistake, but I let it go
Ya hey
Ya hey
Ya hey
Through the fire and through the flames
{*ya hey-ing*}
You wont even say your name
{*ya hey-ing*}
Through the fire and through the flames, you wont even say your name,
Only I am that I am.
But who could ever live that way?
{*ya hey-ing*}
Oh,
The motherland dont love you,
The fatherland dont love you,
So why love anything?
Oh, good God,
The faithless they dont love you,
The zealous hearts dont love you,
And thats not gonna change.
All the cameras and files, all the paranoid style,
All the tension and fear, of the secret career
And I think in your heart, that you see the mistake, but you let it go
//CHORUS//
Outside the tents, on the festival grounds,
As the air began to cool, and the sun went down,
My soul swooned, as I faintly heard the sound,
Of you spinning Israelites, into 19th Nervous Breakdown
Through the fire and through the flames
{*ya hey-ing*}
You wont even say your name
{*ya hey-ing*}
:: Through the fire and through the flames, you wont even say your name,
Only I am that I am.
But who could ever live that way?