I STAND TALL IN THE MIDDLE OF TOWN...

MY WALLS ARE TIN AND INSULATED AROUND...

MY ROOF IS STRONG THAT KEEPS MY GUYS SAFE...

MY DOORS ROLL UP WITH A ROPE AT ITS BASE....

AT NIGHT I SLEEP UNTIL THE PAGE GO'S OUT....

THEN I COME ALIVE WITH THE LIGHTS ABOUT....

MY FLOOR IS HARD, HARD AS A ROCK...

TWELVE UNCHES THICK AND AS STRONG AS AN OX...

I HOUSE THE EQUIPMENT THAT SAVES ONE'S LIFE...

I KEEP IT ALL WARM AND KEEP IT ALL DRY...

I MAY HAVE A BUMP AND A SCRAPE HERE AND THERE...

BUT YOU CAN NEVER MISS ME WITHIN MY TOWN SQUARE....

IM NOT HARD TO FIND WITH THE HERO'S WITHIN....

THEY ALWAYS COME BACK WHERE IT ALWAYS BEGINS...

SO NEXT TIME YOU HEAR
A SIREN SOUND...

ITS COMING FROM ME...

THE FIREHOUSE IN TOWN...


CHIEF NORMAN...