I'm going to set my money on fire 
I have too much to burn 
I'm going to set it alight and watch it glow 
Light up brighter
Than the stars in city scapes 
We will stand in the cold 
And take some time to look up
At colours shooting and popping      
For once there is something to see 
And afterwards when there is 
Nothing but smoke left 
Of dying chemicals 
We will all look down again 
And wait for the reaction of the rain 
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