Jimmy's running short o' cash, the bar takings have took a crash
Jimmy can't think what to do, the bills in from the local breweryyyy oi!
Jim's a nutcase round the twist, jimmy is an arsenist
Jimmy thinks nowt of the cost & sets alight to his own hosterlryyyyy
[Chorus:]
Flames grow high, in the blaze of the borough
Jimmy fried. In the blaze of the borough
The blaze of the borough
Windows cracked & bottles broke, the bar & lounge were full o' smoke
Things would soon look bright n' sunny when Jim claims the insurance money back
Oi! Jimmy's a crackpot, he forgot, he was trapped inside, the clot
A ring of flames with jimmy in the middle, he'd cocked up his insurance fiddleoo
[Chorus]...
[Guitar bit]
Flames grow high. Flames grow high, in the borough ohhhhh
Jimmy fried. Oh yes he fried, in the borough ohhhhh
[Chorus]

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