You sing like dynamite tonight As we race through downtown financial sectors glowing And we serenade with car alarms
Nearly found ourselves buried beneath the powerlines Or tied down But we move like the lights of the highway past smokestacks falling And we're jumping off the beds we made
New day lovers of electric light Stars of the skyline To the lullabies of afternoon neighborhoods burning We smell of gasoline
Nearly found ourselves buried beneath the powerlines Or tied down But we move like the lights of the highway past smokestacks falling And we're jumping off the beds we madeTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.