Once I was young
Once I was smart
Now I'm living on the edge of my nerves
The things we said weren't quite so tough
When we were young
Well I'm burning
I'm burning buildings
I'm building... this time
For the art of parties
Under heavy weather
For the art of parties
I'm burning... burning
I'm living
I'm living my life
I'm living this time
For the art of parties
I’m burning…burning
The wind blew through my hair
I'd shelter from the sun
We lived on the strength of our nerves
When we were young
Well I'm building
I'm burning buildings
I'm burning
For the art of parties
Under heavy weather
For the art of parties
I'm burning... burning
For the art of parties
I’m burning just burning
For the art of parties
I'm burning...burning
For the art of parties
I’m burning burning