Intro
And on the eighth day God said...
Let there be flames, and tuneage

Pre-Chorus
We’re here to burn hedge, light the sky with flames
We’re here to burn hedge

Chorus
We’re here to burn hedge, light the sky with flames
And crank up the tuneage, till we melt our brains
We’re here to burn hedge, light the sky with flames
And crank up the tuneage

Verse 1
The music box is set and locked
In its blocks and ready to rock
Full Regalia for our duds
White button downs in splattered blood
The stars are so righteous and bright
That Ursa Minor can be seen tonight
We have waxing gibbous moonlight
And coyote howls all through the night
The elm tree is ready to be marred
By rising sparks that leave charred bark
Colossal rocks encircle the pit
and we don’t need a damn burn permit
Twigs and pallets, serve as the base
For eighty-eight metric tons of steak
She’s been built, like a Sherman
By Unskel Joe the Hedge Surgeon

Bridge 1
I hope you all brought your flame retardant suits
And ditched the earplugs at your Aunt’s house
Cause we’re here too

Burn down the hedge
Crank up the tunes
Burn down the hedge
Crank up the tunes
Burn down the hedge
Crank up the tunes

Chorus
We’re here to burn hedge, light the sky with flames
And crank up the tuneage, till we melt our brains
We’re here to burn hedge, light the sky with flames
And crank up the tuneage

Verse 2
Sadly we have suffered a loss
As the Teepee has gone across
The other side to hedge heaven
A bonafide beef steak legend
What better way to honor its name
Than to rage with tunes and flames
Let’s pour out some Leroux brandy
Then up the Bonfire ante

Bridge 2
I hope you all brought your party muscle
Cause we’re here too

Burn Hedge, Burn Hedge, Crank Tunes, Crank Tunes, Burn Hedge, Burn Hedge, Crank Tunes, Crank Tunes, Burn Hedge, Crank Tunes!

Chorus
We’re here to burn hedge, light the sky with flames
And crank up the tuneage, till we melt our brains
We’re here Burn hedge, light the sky with flames
And crank up the tuneage, till we melt our brains

Alternate Chorus
So let’s douse the beef with shit-tons of gas
Time to toss the match everyone stand back
So let’s douse the beef with shit-tons of gas
Time to toss the match!