From the recording Seneca Guns
Lyrics
In one unguarded moment,
The impulse can ruin the man.
And that has made all the difference--
There are words you won’t say that I can.
Daisy, your bike’s built for two.
Take me firefighting with you.
Every buzz, bell and whistle
Conspires to be some kind of sign.
These emergencies matter,
So make an example of mine.
Mary, I know your garden grew.
Take me firefighting with you.
We won’t finish until we’ve extinguished
The nasty flames that hem me in.
I pray for rain and ill-gotten gains,
But it’s you.
Mary, it’s talk, and it’s all true.
I’ll be firefighting with you.