You see me now a veteran of a thousand psychic wars I've been living on the edge so long, where the winds of limbo roar And I'm young enough to look at
See them standing in the foothills waiting for the kill On wings of fear the terror sweeps into the city peace(?) To defend, this is the pact But when
There walked a lonely man, silent, mute, the only man not knowing how, not knowing why was he the sole survivor why should he be alive, breathing still
Junkies down in Brooklyn are going crazy They're laughing just like hungry dogs in the street Policemen are hiding behind the skirts of little girls Their
Where there was never, never one By starlight, the heaviest horizon Magnetic mirrors, scattered body slow(?) A chaos of metal, river of fire Unlighted crossing(?) (the countless) blue
Death comes sweeping through the hallway, like a lady's dress Death comes driving down the highway, in it's Sunday best A fire of unknown origin took
Don't turn your back, danger surrounds you Don't turn your back to the dogs who hound you Don't turn your back, don't show your profile You'll never know
Home in the valley Home in the city Home isn't pretty Ain't no home for me Home in the darkness Home on the highway Home isn't my way Home will never
What's that in the corner? It's too dark to see. What's that noise I'm hearing? Who's that calling me? Long ago and far away I heard your voice Once
My heart is black and my lips are cold Cities on flame with rock and roll Three thousand guitars they seem to cry My ears will melt and then my eyes
Make us fight on the hill in the early day constant chill deep inside Shouting gun on they run through the endless grey on they fight for the right
an eye to my hurricane People fly around me like dead leaves in high wind They stream down the choking streets and never quite reach the end Sometimes I wear a blue
You see me now a veteran of a thousand psychic wars I've been living on the edge so long where the winds of limbo roar And I'm young enough to look at
Drivin? alone into the darkness I heard you call my name And the roar o? the engine Was calling me to blame Tears in my mirror Crying for the people
This place has a history The Spaniards settled here They burned the town and fields They moved away from here My grandma often told me She knew it peaceful
Dance on fire with me babe The flames ain't gonna stop Come on and show me That you're ready to trot So if you really wanna do it You better do it hot
Are you ready, Steve? Aha. Andy? Yeah! Mick? OK. Alright, fellas, let's go! Oh it's been getting so hard Livin' with the things you do to me, aha
I used to lie in my bed Sleep wouldn't come Thinkin' 'bout things that they said They led me on All of the fancy ladies Oh they could talk and talk