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
So grab your rose and ring side seat We're back home at Conry's bar The blond girl with her tattoo Reds and wine, Cokes of course Oh my Suzy, my Suzy
Ooo Cagey, what you got? What you got there, dummy? What you got there, man? Ooo Cagey, what you got? What you got there, honey? What is it, a worm?
I'd like to see you in black It'd make me feel like your husband's dead I'd like to see you in black We could make him suffer instead I'd like to see
You said you'd be here at a quarter to five I didn't know if you were dead or alive How long you think that I can sharpen my knife I've got better things
I had this bitch you see She made lies to me Her deceit ah, it gave me a chill But I found out now That baby, that baby ice dog She said we would wed
with you? Oh, woman with you I ain't gonna catch those countdown blues I ain't gonna catch those countdown blues I ain't gonna catch those countdown blues
My heart is black, and my lips are cold We got the cities on flame with rock and roll My heart is black, and my lips are cold Cities on flame with rock
All our times have come Here, but now there, gone Seasons don't fear the reaper Nor do the wind, the sun or the rain (We can be like they are) Come on
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 I'll never
