Burning Flies

I’m quite happy burning flies
I’m quite happy burning flies
They went to fly a kite
They took a case of beer
They asked if I would come
But I’ll be all right here
I’m quite happy burning flies
I’m quite happy burning flies
I don’t need fancy things
I don’t watch much TV
And while they fly the kite
Don’t feel bad for me
I’m quite happy burning flies
I’m quite happy burning flies
Karla Valdarama on the beach at Balmaha
With a disposable cigarette lighter
Kara Valadarama underneath a tree
Burning flies
I’m quite happy, I’m quite happy
I’m quite happy, I’m quite happy
I’m quite happy burning flies
I’m quite happy burning flies
I’m quite happy burning flies
I’m quite happy burning flies
Die, little flies…