The day I put a match to No. 3 I made those f*cking grown-ups notice me I didn't think a tiny fire would grow that big I didn't know the smoke and fumes would make me sick Beautiful flames, sulphur and heat Carefully fanned Fire-engine siren Fire tender red I knew they kept some petrol in the shed I threw her precious photos on the bed I found a box of matches in a drawer And I wedged his favourite chair against the door Beautiful flames, sulphur and heat Carefully fanned Fire-engine siren Fire tender red I failed to reach the phone in time In time to dial 999 I woke up in a hospital Bandage on my head Mum and Dad are dead Fire tender red