Children of a fiery sky Burnin' with the need to fly Much too fast and much too soon Learn the dance of passion's tune Comb the sidewalks, four by four Roam the night to make the score Leather boys and girls in chains No tomorrows, no real names Always racin' for the red light
Who'll provide the silver spoon Razor's edge, the red balloon Who will wake up from this dream Old and wise at seventeen Who will spend eternity Wonderin' why he couldn't see Lookin' through the needle's eye It's much too late He's much too high He keeps racin' for the red light Whoa yeah
Fast lane, foot to the floor Last game, who's keepin' score
Ooh ooh When you need something badly You've got to believe That something can be You go racin' the moon The pistol rings out Then it's over too soon
Yeah yeah Metal guitars loud and mean Drown out krishna tambourines All along the boulevard Jungle tough and concrete hard Askin' if there's change to spare (Change to spare) Of anybody anywhere Children of the fiery sky Scant enough to get them high
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Ooh ooh ooh ooh Ooh ooh
You go racin' the moon The pistol rings out Then it's over
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