Streets Of Fire (Live At Capitol Theatre, Passaic, Nj - 9/19/1978)

One, two, three

When the night's quiet, and you don't care anymore
Your eyes are tired and there's someone at your door
You realize you wanna let go
And the weak lies and cold walls you embrace
Eat out your insides and leave you stranded face to face with

Streets of fire, streets of fire
Streets of fire

I'm wandering, the loser down the track
And I'm lyin' but, babe, I can't go back
'Cause in that darkness I hear somebody call my name, hear my name
And you realize how they tricked you this time
And it's all lies, but I'm strung out on the wire in these

Streets of fire, streets of fire
Streets of fire, alright

I live now, only with strangers
I talk to only strangers
I walk with angels that have no place
Don't look at my face
Don't come around my place
'Cause I'm strung out on the wire 'cross

Streets of fire, streets of fire
Streets of fire, sing

Streets (streets of fire)
Of (streets of fire)
Fire (streets of fire)
Whoa-oh
Whoa-oh, alright
Whoa!

Streets