She's a thorn - like a spike
But I just cannot brush her aside
she holds her hands up high - with quivering fingers

watch her gringe - afraid of my might
strapped down in a chair
blinded by the headlights
she might feel a bit confined - it's the ultimativ stringer

so -
let's skip the limbo and cut to the chase
let's light up your wire

fire in the hole
I gotta blow ya up inside baby
fire in the hole
I'm gonna make you my blawing lady
fire in the hole

there's a sound - I don't like
pounding at the door when
I'm pumped and psyched
so few would understand the way that I show my lovin'

hold it back - for a while
we have to get..
gotta let the 'oh'
gate-crashers in just we're starring

so burn with me baby
let's blow up the night
lighting up the wire

fire in the hole
the fire is hit and we're ready to go
fire in the hole
looked an loaded and about to blow