The trees are on fire But only a few Their smoke, their breath Reminds me of you And the fire at st jude All of this when I thought you were winning Only something up ahead Your arms bent by your side A questioning pose Before an answer arose At the fire at st jude At the fire at st jude The red engines roaring Lights spinning Everyone's sick Wheres my baby The fire quick spread So stand by and watch It form ahead Taking on arms But your kindness Disagrees with its evil Your kindness is like water At the fire at st jude At the fire at st jude The red engines roaring Lights spinning Everyone's sick Wheres my baby Wheres my baby Wheres my baby