Set It Off

He was standing at the rock

Gathering the fog

Getting there with no directions

And underneath the arch

Turned into a march

And there he found a spot to set this fucker on

Set if off, set it on my children

Set it right

Set it off, set it off my children

Alright

Set it off, set it on my children

Set it fire

Set it off, set it on my children

Suddenly a shot

Ripped into his heart

He needed some attention

And there he played his card

Going into shock

The last thing that he said was set this fucker on

Set if off, set it on my children

Set it right

Set it off, set it off my children

Alright

Set it off, set it on my children

Set it fire

Set it off, set it on my children

Alright, alright, alright

Alright, alright, alright

Jesus at the back door, everything is alright

All we need is some direction

Every time the wind blows, everything you don't know

Turns into a revelation

It all ends up inside your head

Time is wasted

Set if off, set it on my children

Set it right

Set it off, set it off my children

Alright

Set it off, set it on my children

Set it fire

Set it off, set it on my children

Alright, alright, alright

Alright, alright, alright