Raced his way to rich man passing beggar man and thief
On the day she left his hair turned platinum with grief
Twice around the harbour, once around the dock
Blue diamonds in his pocket that keep all the doors unlocked
Here comes the burning man, and he can see for miles
Asking you to school him with a strap across his back
Slide between the hotel sheets dressed in your plastic mac
Nice work if you can get it, if I may be so rude
Your mother might be proud of you but you always end up screwed
Here comes the burning man, and he can see for miles