Spandau Ballet - Nature Of The Beast

It is the key to all the doors, it is the crashing on the shores. it lives in your steering wheel. it hides in the wind and rain, with voices as cold as steel it's calling your name it is the smile upon his face it is the winning of the race. it lives in the red-alert. it lives in the power game it's easy to take to heart but harder to tame this is the nature of the beast (this is the nature) this is the nature of the beast (this is the nature) without all this heat they'll be dancing west to east this is the nature of the beast it is the glowing in his eyes it is the reason for his lies how many know you're there how many play your game he's always the man to dare you're always to blame it is the need to understand it is the trigger in his hand it lives in the uniform it grows from the need to gain with faces so old and torn it's calling your name this is the nature of the beast (this is the nature) this is the nature of the beast (this is the nature) without all this heat they'll be dancing west to east this is the nature of the beast.