Guided By Voices - Tobacco's Last Stand lyrics

I heard you, what the problem is I didn't hear you both You're coming through Like weird electric jive Bumming your roll I'm playing your role Will you love me come Saturday? Yeah, I know it's too hard to plan it And will the attachment stay attached? Until destroyed by a match Watch it burn a light in the night Watch it burn a light in the night Fire cleanses the soul Fire cleanses a spirit But I don't wanna hear it Through a box with wires I wanna taste it with my own two eyes Burn, baby, burn Burn, baby, burn, baby, burn, baby, burn