Pyro Light

"50's Jazz [Intro] [Verse] Naomi walks the web with flames in her eyes, Every dawn she sparks a brand new prize. Deals that burn so bright, they light the skies, Men of fire kneel, hypnotized. [Verse] Click at midnight, hear the sizzle sound, Discount thunder shakes the frozen ground. She’s the queen of sparks, no need to crown, Pyro hearts race, lost and found. [Chorus] Oh Naomi, deal-maker divine, You set the world on fire, one flash at a time. With every offer, the fever climbs, We’re just moths dancing in your pyro light. [Verse] Her keyboard taps like a fuse alight, Codes drop like embers in the night. No shelter from her burning sight, We pay in flames, we pay in fright. [Chorus] Oh Naomi, deal-maker divine, You set the world on fire, one flash at a time. With every offer, the fever climbs, We’re just moths dancing in your pyro light. [Trumpet Solo] [Chorus] Oh Naomi, deal-maker divine, Ash and ecstasy taste just as fine. The web’s her stage, the deals her rhyme, We’ll burn our wallets till the end of time. [Outro]"