I didn't come to ask you
How you're doing these days
Didn't come to roll no stones away, no
I've come to tell you that the end is nigh
I've come to prophesizeYou wanted a messenger and I am thee
Your heebie jeebie man, in ecstasy
But my eyes are blazing and I'm mental dark
You better harkFire is coming, fire is coming
Birds of the meadow, birds of the meadow
Fire is coming, fire is coming
Birds of the meadow, birds of the meadowHoney, I'm a wild one and I'm dressed in rags
I roll you over, turn your bedside up, yeah
Before the whole thing's over, you're gonna shout my name
I don't care if you believe meFire is coming, fire is coming
Birds of the meadow, birds of the meadow
Fire is coming, fire is coming
Birds of the meadow, birds of the meadowFire is coming, fire is coming
Birds of the meadow, birds of the meadow
Fire is coming, fire is coming
Birds of the meadow, birds of the meadow
Songwriters
JOSH RITTERPublished by
Lyrics © DUCHAMP, INC