The Small Fire

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[Verse 1]
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   Man worried about the big bomb
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 flying,   worried about the ocean 
rising,
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   Thinkin' on the day that he'd 
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die,    an' wondered if he were 
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ever alive,
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On the same day, he saw the big 
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blue sky, was the same day, they 
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were closing his eyes.

[Pre-Chorus]
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[Verse 2]
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   Man thinking on the history 
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train,   an' wondered if he's 
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partly to blame,
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   Man torturing himself in his 
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sleep,    men love, men lose, men 
weep,
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On the same day, he saw a shift in
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 his luck, was the same day he 
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stopped givin a fuck.

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[Pre-Chorus]
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[Chorus 1]
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  I lit the small fire, ma,  I 
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don't know     who lit the big one.
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  I lit the small fire, ma,  I 
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don't know     who lit the big one.
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  I lit the small fire, ma,  I 
          F#m
don't know     who lit the big one.

[Verse 3]
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  Worried about the run in his 
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veins,   worried about the blood in 
his dreams,
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  Scared sick, he's got a shake 
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in his hands,   scared stiff of 
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what he don't understand-ey,
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  you wanna sing like the little 
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birds sing, bring yourself 'round 
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and forget the whole thing.

[Pre-Chorus]
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  Da-ba-da-da-da-dab-da   
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Da-ba-da-da-da-dab-da

[Chorus 2]
A             E             D   
  I lit the small fire, ma,   I 
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don't know    who lit the big one.
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  I lit the small fire, ma,   I 
           F#m
don't know    who lit the big one.
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  I lit the small fire, ma,   I 
           F#m
don't know    who lit the big one.
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  I lit the small fire, I don't 
                 F#m
know who lit the big one.

[Post-Chorus]
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