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