Coal on the Fire

Throw another coal on the fire
Go get the iron and the tire
His hands are black, his knees are red
I can't forget the things he said
He won't regret the things he did

Throw another coal on the fire
Just hang it up, straits of dire
Those eyes flash green, full of dread
I can't forget the things you said
He won't forget the things he did

Throw another coal on the fire
We work too hard, I'm so tired
Throw another coal on the fire
Throw another coal on the fire
Throw another coal on the fire
Throw another coal on the fire