The Static Jacks - Fire On The Bridge And In The Tunnel Below

Kick me out of Eden kick me out on the concrete streets so this is what you're calling our paradise but how great could it be when we're tied down to our seats Everybody runs when the telephone rings but nobody's making a call want to see what it's like to be living out there want to see what it's like when we break down the wall Fire on the bridge and in the tunnel below I see fire on the bridge and in the tunnel below Like a dormant virus getting ready to spread we're just building in number and running through your head running through your streets all soaked up in sin start running up a tab here so we really begin Fire on the bridge and in the tunnel below I see fire on the bridge and in the tunnel below It was a crime of passion done in my own fashion and I couldn't escape it it was an act of war sleeping on the kitchen floor my dear you were mistaken Gasoline spilling on the highway lines goodnight good day it's ahead of the times sleeping on the bus sleeping on the train I'll take one more cause I'm waiting in vain The time has come and the buildings hit the ground you are looking help but there's no one around the last of the sunlight has melted away so cover my eyes and tell me it's okay alright Fire on the bridge and in the tunnel below