| Song | The Idea Of Fires |
| Artist | Preston School of Industry |
| Album | All This Sounds Gas |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : Spiral Stairs | |
| Optometrist to the stars had it lucky with tarot cards | |
| Well everyone knows you believed it | |
| Ya fooled no one with your style | |
| Well try this meanwhile | |
| Everyone knows you can see it | |
| Consequence | |
| Well you cashed the man with gasoline | |
| Then you take out half his spleen | |
| Everyone knows that you'll leave him | |
| There's a place where the painting's warm and | |
| All the lines are true to form well | |
| Everyone knows that you'll lead them | |
| To the place that feels like home feels | |
| Where the fields are electric tone shields | |
| And i'm trying to break this silence | |
| Trace the sky for signs of life | |
| You don't know what i know | |
| You don't know what i know | |
| You don't know | |
| Caught up in this feeling | |
| This feeling i'm believing | |
| The idea of fires | |
| You don't know what i know | |
| You don't know what i know | |
| You don't know | |
| Caught up in this feeling | |
| This feeling im believing | |
| The idea of fires | |
| Is nothing | |
| Nothing | |
| At all |
| zuo qu : Spiral Stairs | |
| Optometrist to the stars had it lucky with tarot cards | |
| Well everyone knows you believed it | |
| Ya fooled no one with your style | |
| Well try this meanwhile | |
| Everyone knows you can see it | |
| Consequence | |
| Well you cashed the man with gasoline | |
| Then you take out half his spleen | |
| Everyone knows that you' ll leave him | |
| There' s a place where the painting' s warm and | |
| All the lines are true to form well | |
| Everyone knows that you' ll lead them | |
| To the place that feels like home feels | |
| Where the fields are electric tone shields | |
| And i' m trying to break this silence | |
| Trace the sky for signs of life | |
| You don' t know what i know | |
| You don' t know what i know | |
| You don' t know | |
| Caught up in this feeling | |
| This feeling i' m believing | |
| The idea of fires | |
| You don' t know what i know | |
| You don' t know what i know | |
| You don' t know | |
| Caught up in this feeling | |
| This feeling im believing | |
| The idea of fires | |
| Is nothing | |
| Nothing | |
| At all |
| zuò qǔ : Spiral Stairs | |
| Optometrist to the stars had it lucky with tarot cards | |
| Well everyone knows you believed it | |
| Ya fooled no one with your style | |
| Well try this meanwhile | |
| Everyone knows you can see it | |
| Consequence | |
| Well you cashed the man with gasoline | |
| Then you take out half his spleen | |
| Everyone knows that you' ll leave him | |
| There' s a place where the painting' s warm and | |
| All the lines are true to form well | |
| Everyone knows that you' ll lead them | |
| To the place that feels like home feels | |
| Where the fields are electric tone shields | |
| And i' m trying to break this silence | |
| Trace the sky for signs of life | |
| You don' t know what i know | |
| You don' t know what i know | |
| You don' t know | |
| Caught up in this feeling | |
| This feeling i' m believing | |
| The idea of fires | |
| You don' t know what i know | |
| You don' t know what i know | |
| You don' t know | |
| Caught up in this feeling | |
| This feeling im believing | |
| The idea of fires | |
| Is nothing | |
| Nothing | |
| At all |