Cross That Bridge

The Superdome is rumblin'

The quarterback is fumblin'

You know it's kind of humblin'

To cross that bridge when it's burnin'.

The aqueducts are crumblin'.

The Colosseum's tumblin'.

An old blind man keeps mumblin'

"Let's cross that bridge when it's burnin'".

Cleopatra—she's the kind

of girl who'll make you change your mind.

Drop your sword and fall in line,

and cross that bridge when it's burnin'.

Floss that tooth

when it's rotted.

Stretch that calf

when it's knotted.

Slash that vein

when it's clotted,

and cross that bridge when it's burnin'.

"Look at what a fix we're in"

said the god of rain and wind.

I guess it's just the way of men

to cross that bridge when it's burnin'.

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Lyrics submitted by Adam Newman.