Boilin' Point — Lita Ford

Caught in the sights of a killing fire On streets filled with ashes and smoke Flames reaching up to a dirty sky Like some kind of sick deadly joke

*CanВґt stop what hate started ThereВґs no cooling down IВґm past the boiling point now

Every day my TV screen Is pushing me to make somebody bleed The chains `round your neck got me wondering How youВґll ever get the freedom that you need CanВґt turn this world into heaven By burning it down to the ground

**IВґm on fire IВґm burning up My temperatureВґs rising, point of no return Watch out or you just might burn

*repeat The walls fall down like dominoes NobodyВґs left to pay whatВґs due Too many crazy people running round Starting wars between me and you

*repeat *chorus