80's-ish heavy power pop. Matt Waite: Guitars, Matt Tyson: voices, drums and meager synth contributions. With Mark Rogers on Bass.
Guitars: Matt Waite, vocals: Matt Tyson
Lyrics
When sparks fly
In Cinderella’s game
You forget about the smoke
And then go up in flames
She’s everything to everyone
Just the girl to get things done
She’s bending down to touch the sun (and never let it go)
A glowing, bright and gold fire
A warm body heat
She learned about ignition
And it turned her into gasoline
Burn the candle at both ends
Miss “Devil-May-Care”
She’ll wrap herself around you
Like an electric chair
She’s daddy’s girl, always good to her daddy
The flame is hot – nothing feels as good as
Daddy’s girl, always good to her daddy
Burning up a piece of daddy’s wood
She’s everybody’s everything
She’ll take your bird and make it sing
She has the brass to grab the ring (and never let it go)
A cherry bomb, Pyrotechnic
Firework display
If you know what's good for you
Best to light fuse and getaway
There's no mistaking you maybe suffocating
Before scintilla’s dance is through with...
