We throw our bodies on the fire and we die

Settle into ashes as the flames keep burning high

We tossed and spread the kerosene and alcohol

The ethylene ignited cardboard homes

The second in as many years

Street signs skyscrapers and names

State street what a great street

The places and the people stayed the same

Winter beats the summer on the worst ones

I fall in love again on the first ones

Carbon vapor lines burn as a grid

Like the burning summer evenings like my fingertips did

Like the burning summer evenings like my fingertips did

This town is choking on our filth

Obstinate displays of wealth

Clog our Lincoln Wicker Rogers parks

Here's to your health

Chicago fiddle as we burn

Nevermore nevertheless

Build it up and tear it down and never learn