[00:15.68][00:58.03]The house on Auburn Street is burning to the ground
[00:29.75]Fire trucks on the lawn and a crowd is gathered round
[00:44.02]An apparition in a small suburban town
[01:08.56][02:03.73][03:01.09]
[01:11.77]Birthdays and barbecues – come on you sleepy head
[01:25.88]He watched the evening news while she put us both to bed
[01:40.30]Drowsing in our room, and drifting in the dark
[01:53.87]In the house on Auburn Street waiting for our lives to start
[02:08.01]You were the older one and I never saw you cry
[02:22.41]Always the bolder one; nothing that you wouldn’t try
[02:36.80]I found you on the roof shooting sparks into your veins
[02:51.08]And staring vacantly across the green suburban plains
[03:04.52]There were rescue missions, ultimatums and promises of love
[03:19.62]They did the best they could, oh but it was never quite enough
[03:30.83]oh
[03:48.34]The sparks are flying now like fireworks in July
[04:02.08]The dogs are barking now and the kids are hypnotized
[04:16.57]And I should be crying now, but I’m laughing at the joke
[04:30.69]Cause the house on Auburn Street is going up in smoke
[04:44.65]The house on Auburn Street is going up in smoke