The arsonists fire it was all the rage
He made the things that burn his stage
A flaming choir hot in your face
What once there was now bones replace
The arsonists fire
The arsonists fire
The arsonists fire
Baby burn burn burn
At the murderers ball he was dressed to kill
His cool demeanour gave off chills
Then he met a girl who stoked his flame
Gasolina was her name
The arsonists fire
The arsonists fire
The arsonists fire
Baby kill kill kill
When she walked in she looked death
Lighter fluid on her breath
She looked at him and when they locked eyes
Everyone felt their demise
Behind every great fire
The one who lights his pure desire
Behind every great man
The one with matches in their hand
And if you wanna burn
Then get in line and take your turn
But if you wanna dance
Then take my hand and make the motion...
We'd make a killer explosion
We'd make a killer explosion
We'd make a killer explosion
Gasolina
We'd make a killer explosion
Gasolina
We'd make a killer explosion
Gasolina
We'd make a killer ex
If it's better to burn
Than to just fade away
Then baby let's catch fire!