Texty: Gatsby's American Dream. Pompeii.

We sat against the mountain side
And overviewed this burn so bright
But more will burn tonight

I'll bury this town tonight
(Tonight)
And paint the sky with fire

The city is burning
And I'll tear down the walls

I'm gonna getcha getcha getcha, uh huh
And there's nothing in the dark I won't bring to light
(And I will bury you)

They'll dig you up in fifteen hundred years