Charles Bukowski - This kind of fire lyrics

[Charles Bukowski - This kind of fire lyrics]

Sometimes I think the gods
Deliberately keep pushing me into the fire
Just to hear me yelp
A few good lines

They just aren't going to let me retire
Silk scarf about neck giving lectures at
Yale the gods need me to
Entertain them

They must be terribly bored with all
The others

And I am too

And now my cigarette lighter has gone dry
I sit here hopelessly
Flicking it

This kind of fire they can't give
Me

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