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She had a dream
And boy it was a good one
So she chased after her dream
With much desire
But when she get too close
To her expectations
Well the dream burned up
Like paper in fire
Paper in fire
Stinking up the ashtrays
Paper in fire
Smoking up the alleyways
Who's to say the way
A man should spend his days
Do you let them smolder
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
Stinking up the ashtrays
Paper in fire
Smoking up the alleyways
Who's to say the way
A man should spend his days
Do you let them smolder
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
Stinking up the ashtrays
Paper in fire
Smoking up the alleyways
Who's to say the way
A man should spend his days
Do you let them smolder
Like paper in fire
And boy it was a good one
So she chased after her dream
With much desire
But when she get too close
To her expectations
Well the dream burned up
Like paper in fire
Paper in fire
Stinking up the ashtrays
Paper in fire
Smoking up the alleyways
Who's to say the way
A man should spend his days
Do you let them smolder
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
Stinking up the ashtrays
Paper in fire
Smoking up the alleyways
Who's to say the way
A man should spend his days
Do you let them smolder
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
Stinking up the ashtrays
Paper in fire
Smoking up the alleyways
Who's to say the way
A man should spend his days
Do you let them smolder
Like paper in fire
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Paper in Fire, Johnny Rebel Kitty Cat writes in His Meowing Voice-HMV-to the angry melody and dance beat of Farmer's Lament-"There is a good life/Right across the green fields/Each generation stares at them from afar/But we don't keep no check on our appetites/So the green fields turn to brown/Like Paper in Fire!" That just shows that the backbone of Pink Houses, Scarecrows, Rural Routes and Wild Nights Won't Get No Better Than This for the Jacks and Dianes of Our Country-America-But as this this brilliant Tabby named Johnny Rebel knows, This Land is Or Land-from Los Angeles to Bloomington all the way to New York. Mellencamp is one Passionate Farmer Cat who fights what he believes in and stands for-America wiil survive-proud straight and strong for the Family Farm and Classic Rock! Purr and Meow! The Cat Farmer Named John Mellencamp Rocks Hard and Fights Authority with Passion and Purpose In Our Lives! Rock Hard, Johnny Meowser!