The Pyrotechnician

He’ a pyrotechnician         just a shadow in the dark

She doesn’t really love him     She just wants him for his spark

Boom Boom Boom    weeeeee    He makes the world go boom

Boom Boom Boom    weeeeee    He makes the world go .....

Boom Boom Boom      

Boom Boom Boom

He’s gonna let out all of his guns

Be warned that the strutting bird has come

He’s the Alchemist of Boom

He’s the Master of the Cracking Fire Plume

And when all is said and done,  what then? what then?

In the quiet darkness of beyond, what then? what then?

It’s all been such a blast     It all goes by so fast

A universe so vast    It leaves me all aghast

But none of this will last as the future becomes the past

We are what we do          It sticks to us like glue

It’s all gone in a flash      Through our days we must dash      and hope for the best

   and for someone kind    to share them with oh yeah