She had a dream
And boy it
was a good one
So she chased
after her dream
with much desire
But when she
got too close
to her expectations
Well the dream
burned up
like paper in fire
Paper in fire
stinkin' up
the ashtrays
Paper in fire
smokin' up
the alleyways
Who's to say the way
a man should
spend his days
Do you let
it smoulder
like paper in fire
He wanted love
with no involvement
So he chased
the wind that's
all his silly
life required
And the days
of vanity
went on forever
And he saw
his days burn up
like paper in fire
Paper in fire
stinkin' up
the ashtrays
Paper in fire
smokin' up
the alleyways
Who's to say
the way
a man should
spend his days
Do you let
it smoulder
like paper in fire
There's a good life
Right across
the green fields
And each generation
stares at it from afar
But we keep no check
On our appetites
So the green fields
turn to brown
like paper in fire
Paper in fire
stinkin' up
the ashtrays
Paper in fire
smokin' up
the alleyways
Who's to say
the way a man
should spend his days
Do you let
it smoulder
like paper in fire
Paper in fire
stinkin' up
the ashtrays
Paper in fire
smokin' up
the alleyways
Who's to say
the way a man
should spend his days
Do you let
it smoulder
like paper in fire
Paper in fire