Oh yeah it started today in a cloud If I was the sun I would shout

I've got so much shining left before I'm out

Yeah it began with a spark then a flame grew into a fire and spread out again

And I just woke up here surrounded by the whole thing



Well, we have got to get out of here

In our darkest hour

When we may not make it



I can't see a thing through the smoke and if I could breathe 

I'd try not to choke

No where to run no where to hide no where to go

Sometimes I get stuck yeah I get so upset 

I burn at the ends I learn to regret

Just one toss of that faithful cigarette



Well, we have got to get out of here

In our darkest hour

I think the end is near I can feel it

We have got to get out of here

In our darkest hour

When we may not make it